#ugh I just wanna be straddling someone cute

[blushes-and-gropes]

Imagining straddling a cute boy in my bed and pinning his hands above his head. How pretty he would look with me on top as I lean over him, teasing him about how desperate he looks and how pathetic he is for loving it so much. Unable to make eye contact he would stammer out a barely audible response as his face reddens, making him look even cuter then before.

[itzsana-kiddingmenow]

Torture:

𝒍𝒆𝒆: Seungmin

𝒍𝒆𝒓: IN and Minho 

𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘤 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘶𝘱 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘦𝘢 𝘪 𝘴𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨! 💗🧋

𝕥𝕨: swearing, flustering tool thingy, raspberries

𝕥𝕒𝕘𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥: @someone-who-loves-kpop-saranghae @dandyboyseungmo @leeknowstan33 @v--143 @wereallgonnadieonedaybutnottoday @inkytornpages

Prompts: 

“Do you want to die?”

“Bold words from someone within tickling distance.”

“you have such a cute laugh!”

“apologize!”

“i’m gonna get you!”

“i’m not going to be taken down by something as childish as tickling.”

“be quiet! other people might be able to hear you, you know!”

“Hey Jeongin! Look what I got!” Lee Know exclaimed, barging into the maknae’s room. 

He was holding what looked to be the head of a sink brush, round with soft bristles. 

“What’s that? Something you pulled off of Grandpa Chan’s kitchen cleaner?” Innie teased, raising an eyebrow when Minho shook his head. 

“Then? What is it?” The maknae was suddenly curious. 

“Well, I’ll show you!” With that, Lino bounded over and lifted Innie’s shirt. He pressed the object to the maknae’s belly and pressed a singular button. 

The brush immediately buzzed against the vocalist’s side, bristles spinning. 

“AH! HYUHUNG!” Jeongin immediately pushed away the tool along with Lee Know’s hand. 

“Where did you even get that thing?!” Innie squealed when Minho ducked it closer to tease him. 

“Amazon! It’s used to tickle people!” Minho giggled in excitement. 

“Yeah, no shit.” Jeongin deadpanned. 

“I need someone to help me test it out. Do you wanna?” Lee Know offered. 

I.N knew that if he refused, Minho would wreck him. So naturally, he agreed. 

They searched around the dorm for a worthy lee, and stumbled upon their favorite puppy sprawled on the bed, reading a book, feet kicking up and down in their socks. 

That gave Minho an idea. He slowly opened one end of Seungmin’s sock, turned on the brush…and just casually dropped it in. 

The brush’s bristles spun against Minnie’s sole, effectively tickling the younger to pieces.

A loud scream erupted out of Seungmin’s throat as he immediately dropped his book and thrashed around, cackling his head off as he pulled the brush out of his sock. 

He glared at Minho and Jeongin, who were practically in stitches. 

“Ugh, brats…” Seungmin rolled his eyes, tossing the brush tool back to Lee Know. 

“Do you want to die?” Minho narrowed his eyes, crossing his arms. 

“Maybe-” Seungmin sarcastically responded, putting his book on the bedside table. 

“Bold words from someone within tickling distance.” Came Jeongin’s response. 

Seungmin’s eyes widened, and he started begging. 

“nonono! please!” He pleaded. 

“I’m gonna get you!” Minho cooed, grabbing his wrists and handing them to I.N. 

Seungmin coninued to beg for mercy, wide eyes staring up at Lee Know as he straddled his waist.  

Minho squeezed at Seungmin’s side, not expecting a response, however, the giggle that Minnie produced had the older cooing and wiggling his fingers, only flustering the puppy more. 

“Your laugh is so cute!” 

“noho…”

“*gasp* YES IT IS! Apologize!”

“Please. I’m not going to be taken down by something as childish as tickling.”

“Says the one who was begging for mercy like, five seconds ago!” Jeongin laughed. 

Minho decided to start, immediately dipping his finger into the younger’s sensitive navel, eliciting a loud scream of laughter. 

“NOHOHO DEHEATH SPOHOTS!” Seungmin begged. He clearly couldn’t handle much. 

“Too bad!” Came Innie’s cheery voice as he scribbled over Minnie’s armpits, only causing the middle to buck up with a desperate cry for mercy. 

“NO! NOOO! LEE MINHO!” Minnie screeched as Lee Know turned on the brush and attached it to his belly button, driving the younger insane within seconds. 

“NAHAHAHA! PLEHEHEASE TUHURN THAHAHAT THIHIHING OHOHOFFFFF!” Seungmin bucked and squealed, trying to pry off the little brush. 

He shook his head back and forth, eyes squeezing shut from the pure sensitivity. 

That’s when the raspberries came.

Seungmin screamed as loud as he could. Anyone else would probably think he was getting murdered. 

However, this was a common occurrence in the dorm, so nobody paid it any mind.

“Shhh! People might hear you, you know?!” Lee Know scolded playfully into Minnie’s stomach, and the younger’s laughter went silent. 

“Much better!” Jeongin decided to let up, Minho too, however, Seungmin was still squirming.  

“AAAAAGH STOHOHOHOP!” He screeched. 

“But, we’re not even doing anything…?” Innie asked, confused. 

“THEHE FUHUHUCKING BRUHUHUSH!” Seungmin laughed. Minho gasped, lifting the younger’s shirt and grabbing the little brush. 

“Sorry, puppy!” Lee Know giggled, stowing the brush away safely in his pocket. 

Seungmin just grumbled, burying his head into Minho’s chest and promptly falling asleep. 

Minho lovingly stroked at his hair, placing a kiss onto the sleeping boy’s head, forgetting the maknae who watched in awe at his hyung.

Lee Know caught the younger staring, and a stubborn blush rested on his cheeks. 

“Tell anyone, and you’re next.”

He still told everyone…

i hope you enjoyed! please check my intro post before interacting! love ya! 💕💗💖

[celestie0]

ups, wanted to send an ask and accidentally unfollowed you, my bad ahaha off to a good start already lol. anyway, I'VE FINALLY READ CHAPTER 11 KICKOFF.and girl i have to tell you you capture this whole frat college lifestyle so so well, not that i have a clue what it's like but i would imagine it like this and i always feel like a early 2000 romcom reading your story and i'm just so in love with these vibes :'')) anyway ! my thoughts while reading hehe:

“Oh awesome, thanks man, needed these.” He takes the box of condoms from the top of the pile in Gojo’s arms, “we ran out of gloves.”

i'm sorry i'm loosing it already ahahah, they are all so stupid and i'm in love. and please gojo with a snapback, how can i unread this bc this is going to stay in my head for the rest of the day. & again the vibes of the story 😩😩

“Uh, I wouldn’t,” Gojo interjects, “unless you wanna be traumatized by the sight of a girl swallowing Choso whole while he’s seated on the toilet.”

OBJECTION. i wanna go there. don't ask me for the reason.

There’s a grin on Gojo’s face, “you should get mine.” “What is yours?” you ask. “Uh, I actually have no clue,” he confesses...

love how gojo is always so chocky and flirty, but then fails imidiately bc he doesn't think two steps ahead, i love him 😩😩

& did i tell you how funny todo and mina are ?? okay everyone is so funny but these too have me laughing out loud omg. i love them.

He’s grabbing your hand again, and you realize this entire afternoon might just be him taking you wherever he wants you while you essentially turn your brain off.

yes please gojo, just take us though your crazy frat boy life, i'll eat it all up. but please for the love of good, don't take us to eat, bc i'll not eat those hot dogs with condom flavour. no thank u !

Your right knee is first to press into the cushion next to his thigh, and then your left knee follows until you’re hovered above him in a straddle. Then he settles you into the warmth of his lap with an urging hand on the small of your back, and you’re akin to the way he slides you up to above his groin once you’re sat. 

this whole paragraph has already made me blush like an idiot, ahhhhhhh don't be so cute with your stupid snapback !!

Listen, he’s hot enough when you’re sober, but with drink in your veins, you’re worried you might fuck him hard enough not even your birth control could save you from what you’d coax from him.

valid.

You release your grip of his shirt. He sulks about it. “I can recall you asking me to call you daddy once. Weirdo.” “Wow. I open up to you and then you kink shame me.”

ugh. i love these two so much. their banter is so cute and natural and flirty all at once. they have so good chemistry it's to die for.

until you accidentally rub your panties right over his crotch and a soft gasp leaves your lips when you realize that he’s hard underneath you. 

the way i GASPED.

“You’re so pretty,” he sighs

BITTING INTO MY PILLOW.

“Pretty girl.” 

SCREAMING INTO MY PILLOW.

You see one of his frat brothers standing in the frame holding up a pair of metal tongs, clacking them in the air to get his attention. “It’s your turn to grill, man.”

GRILL ON YOUR OWN, U FUCKER !!! no sorry, it's okay, i did totally, absolutely not get hot all over reading this scene. but how sweet that gojo covers her up 😩😩 ugh, give me a man like that.

Your heart drops to the ground at the same time your mouth falls open when you see her kiss him

No way! omg i can't imagine the pain for both of them. like it's not his fault but what on earth. even that girl?? bruh, i hope karma is coming for her.

If there was one thing about jealousy, it's that it’s enough to make all feelings you have for someone surface in a way that's so overbearingly powerful, so insanely potent and borderline physically debilitating that it makes you feel sick to the stomach

love that part.

BUT WAIT i did not expect her KISSING HIM then !!! u go girl !!!

but the prickle of tears in the corners of your eyes when you shut them tight makes you pull away from the kiss completely.

the way i went form "u go girl!!" to oh nauuurrr i'm sad again is insane. & omg that whole conversation is like a collercoaster of emotions, help me.

“She’s a random person who kissed you out of nowhere, like you’re just some piece of meat to toy with. It’s wrong. You’re a human being, not an object to lust over.”

100 % !! still gonna do it

His eyes widen slightly, and your heart sinks a little when you see he’s confused and trying to genuinely process your words, like it’s something no one’s ever told him before.

"no one's ever told him" why am i sad again ?? ellie can u stop ?? 😭😭 i cannot go on with these sudden turns of laughter to TEARS

“Um. You didn’t use condoms to serve these, right?” you ask as you take it from him. “N-No,” he stutters, “…why? I-Is that a request?” “No, no, no. You’re good.”

please 😭😭😭

ahh thank you so much for writing this ellie. i love love love this story so much, it was one of the first long stories i ever read here on tumblr and it has such a special place in my heart. the way you write this young college love is just so good and i'm already dreading the day the story ends :'))

i'm always amazed how effortlessly funny you can write and it just feels so genuine. i wish you the best and have the most amazing weekend <3

omg hiii nici omg i'm sobs tysm for this review <33 also so sorry im so late w responding to itttt. PLS i'm so glad you're getting 2000s romcom vibes from it because i loooove early 2000s romcom classics sm hahah.

love how gojo is always so chocky and flirty, but then fails imidiately bc he doesn't think two steps ahead, i love him 😩😩

BHAHAHAH cries yes this is my headcanon of him. like he's flirty sure but he's also kind of dumb n sweet xD

haha i'm so glad you enjoyed the couch scene!! i had sooo much fun writing it, esp just their whole conversation. him CALLING HER PRETTY GIRL :((((((( i had a line where he says "my pretty girl" but i ended up deleting it bc it made me blush too much xD i physically couldn't read thru the scene to edit it bahahah. yes him covering her uppppppppp ugh i love when men are sleazy but also gentlemanly? if that makes sense bahahha.

aaa sorry for the emotional turns omg i swear that chapter was just supposed to be some silly convo n a lil bit of drama but it ended up kinda sad in the end D: but tysm for reading and your insights omg your words mean sm to me as an author whose work i adore and learn sm from :'') much loveee <33

[quinloki]

QUIN I'm so sorry to hear about your shoulder!! Shoulders/knees/wrists are always the worst you don't realize how much you move them until they're hurting.

I just woke up a bit ago so this might be a little rambley but maybe that's perfect for a distraction

FIRSTLY omg those headcanons cracked me up bc Ace/Sabo would def just be so distracted. Like Ace walking into a mast bc you took your shirt off while working bc it was hot and now he's just passed out on the ground (with Marco in the bg just laughing and shaking his head) Omg and Marco turning into a bird. That would be HILAROUS. Baby Marco was so cute and silly I can just see the tiny little bird he'd turn into. Omg you give him a hug randomly to thank him for something and bam, bird.

OKAY SO I was reading Marco stuffs last night trying to slowly push Sabo out a LITTLE bc my god was he taking up a lot of brain space and now they're just both in there UGH.

I'd say rn in my brain it's Law/Marco/Sabo/Ace and I was thinking last night it's interesting bc while Law doesn't really have anything with the other 3, there's perfect little things in an AU where he could just interact with any of the other 3 and idk man why have one when you can have more than one >> I have expanded in my brain poly with law/marco, or marco/sabo, or tbh sometimes law/marco/ace but my brain is currently considering law/sabo and I'm like hm. That is an interesting dynamic and idk how much it makes sense but I will continue to think about it.... I can't think of a good basis for them to be around eachother in an AU. Like Law/Marco tbh I read a fic on them as doctors so that got me and then the whole brother thing with Sabo/Marco but uh... hm. I will continue to think about Law/Sabo.

One more random thought that I thought while reading fanfic last night: I wanna bite Marco That man is too composed I can just see it throwing him off guard even if it doesn't leave a mark and even if he punishes the heck out afterwords (bc doing it in the middle of the ship would be the funniest, and not at all a bet with ace/izou/thatch, noooo)

Hopefully my waking up rambles can distract you from your shoulder for a bit >o< make sure to take it easy as much as possible!!

Answering this in reverse order - it was MONTHS ago but the idea of tickling/biting Marco on the deck and getting him to *Yelp* is an idea someone kicked around with me on anon. I still have the ask in my inbox because I want to sit and do a solid one-shot for it xD

So yes. Yes to all of that and especially the payback afterward >.>

Sabo/Law… I’ve seen that pairing (thank you Dressrosa for causing their paths to cross canonically)

They could be college classmates - there’s general courses overlap between degrees, and Sabo is a Lawyer in modern AUs in my mind.

(Oh gods could you see this cheesy blonde bastard straddling Law and pulling off his shirt. “Don’t worry, I have a PhD in Law, you’ll enjoy what I do to you.”

Poor Law is like I need you to fuck me until I forget you made that awful joke.)

Maybe it’s a meet cute deal if we’re talking threesome with the reader. They all frequent the same cafe.

Sabo’s already working in a firm finishing up his degree. Law’s in a similar boat with his doctorate, or already established since he’s a little older. The reader could work at the cafe, or own it, or she’s a professional dom and just likes the cafe on its own merits.

They don’t interact at the cafe but they’re aware of one another as regulars.

The club the reader works at is run by Ivankov, and Ivan’s friends with Dragon - the main name in the legal firm Sabo works at. Sabo drops by the club for legal reasons and recognizes the reader, they chat a bit.

Law’s friends end up getting him a pass for the club and he gets his world rocked by the reader in ways he wasn’t expecting. (There are promises to keep distance at the cafe.)

Sabo doesn’t have those promises and chats with her when they’re in there together (law totally gets a little jealous and doesn’t know why.)

Then an accident or wreck or something has the reader dragging Sabo into a hospital and Lo and behold who does she run into?

Law saves Sabo, and in updating the reader realizes what their status is and that’s the beginning of the three of them becoming friends and then more.

[casspurrjoybell-20]

FOOLS - Chapter 43 - Part 1

BOOK ONE: The 'Fools Fall in Love' Trilogy

*Warning - Adult Content*

Samuel Moretti

Lie after lie.

I didn't get it and I was getting worked up over it.

I stood in Noah's older brother's bathroom, pacing.

I felt nauseous that I was the only one who knew how badly Noah's dad treated Noah and I didn't even know much, so Noah could be experiencing far worse than I see on the surface.

Yet Noah won't say anything.

Won't confess to the abuse or that Noah's dad already knows about us.

I wanted to scream at Noah and shake Nathan.

Did Nathan honestly believe Noah when he claimed his dad wasn't abusive anymore?

But, I had started catching on to Noah.

Noah was a good liar and it was bothering me.

Bothering me that Noah would rather get beat than to ask for help.

Hell, he didn't even have to ask for help, Nathan was offering it.

Nathan was the one asking if Noah was alright.

All he had to do was say 'no'.

I didn't understand why he protected his father so much.

There was a knock on the door followed by.

"Sam?" I took a few deep breaths, trying to calm my emotions before I opened the bathroom door for Noah.

He stepped inside.

"They're ordering Chinese food," he told me with a smile.

"Hmm," is all I responded with. Noah's hands went to my waist.

"What's wrong?"

"Why won't you tell Nathan about your situation with your father? I just don't get it."

"Ugh, Sam," he removed his hands from me so he could run them over his face like he was exhausted.

He looked at me.

"I just don't want this night to be like that. You don't know Nathan, he can be very impulsive and angry."

I smirked.

"Sounds like someone I do know," I commented.

Noah rolled his eyes.

"Maybe but trust me, he's chill now but if I told him about dad, Nathan would go off."

"I wouldn't mind it if he did," I muttered, not looking at Noah until he placed his hand on my chin and made me look at him.

"Please. I just want this night 'Nate getting to know you' to be perfect. Okay? Please, don't be upset. I'll tell him."

His big brown eyes were pleading with me and I knew how much me meeting his brother meant to him, so I caved.

Giving Noah a small smile.

"Okay," I agreed.

"Thank you, Sam and I will tell him, just not tonight, okay?" Noah promised again as he pulled me into a hug.

But like I said, Noah was a good liar and I fell for it again. 

********

So, Noah and I went back out and played Super Smash Bros Brawl with Nathan and Maggie until food arrived.

The rest of the evening went by smoothly.

We all ate dinner and talked about random things.

Nathan and Maggie both seemed to like me.

Maggie and I especially got along, talking about fashion and she told me that she was in college for interior design.

Nate and Noah lost interest real soon after that.

By ten o'clock, Noah and I said our goodbyes and walked down to the parking garage that was attached to their apartment.

A couple minutes into the drive, I spoke...

"Wanna go to my place? It's the weekend, so you could... um... I mean if you want... you could... um.... spend the night?" I suggested awkwardly.

Noah had obviously spent the night before but every time I asked him, I couldn't help but feel anxious and giddy at the same time.

"You're so cute when you get flustered. Makes me wanna take you right now in this car," Noah said seductively.

My eyes widened at his bluntness and I'm a hundred percent sure my face was a tomato.

I bit my lower lip to refrain from smiling.

"Baby, you know biting your lip is such a turn on for me. Oh, the things I would do to you if you weren't driving."

Oh my God, Noah.

What was he doing to me.

"Like what?" I dared to ask.

"Well first off, you'd be on my lap, straddling me, while my hands roamed your entire body. I'd kiss your perfect lips then I'd..." Noah stopped mid-sentence when he saw me quickly change directions and turn right into the parking lot of a small strip mall.

Being that it's so late, all of the stores were closed but I parked in the way back anyways.

I took off my seat belt, climbed over the center console of Patricia and sat down on my boyfriend's lap, straddling him like he told me.

"Well, damn," Noah said, unbuckling his seatbelt as well right before I crashed my lips to his, eagerly.

I wouldn't normally do something like this but Noah was practically begging for it.

[pawbeanies]

mm thinking about punishing your highness. it's a regular day of us going through our routines when we happen to come across a new knight. the knight obviously wants to make a good impression on your highness, so theyre all friendly and let their hands linger for a second too long. something about it rubs me the wrong way, so i glare at them. you notice my growing irritation and decide that you wanna torture me a bit, so you play it up with the knight, getting all chummy right in my face. then, through gritted teeth holding back a growl, i remind you that we're running behind schedule and pull you along so we can go on about our day. during one of your meetings, i take some time when to do a bit of cleaning in your chambers, setting something up for you for later. when I'm helping you get ready for bed, as always, i draw the curtains surrounding your bed and you see when I've prepared for you. before you lies a pillow with a dildo attached to it and some soft rope. naturally, you ask me what it's about and what's going on. i make a comment about the new knight from before and how you acted, but you play cheeky, asking what I'm talking about. losing my patience, i push you to your bed and tie your arms behind your back, leaving your front exposed. when you realize that you cant cute your way out of this, i growl and bark commands until youre riding the pillow. but itd be too easy if i just made you go until you cum. so, i decide that for every time i tried to warn you during the conversation with the new knight that you ignored is another time for you to be edged. you can whine and cry and call me mean all you want, but im not stopping until i think youve learned your lesson. after a few edges, i decide that i could show maybe a hint of mercy. if you admit that you were trying to make me jealous, that this, my possessiveness, is what you wanted, then I'll let you cum. it doesnt take long to make you crack, with how desperate you are already. when i hear what i want, i pull you off the toy, push your face into the bed, and fuck you until you make a mess, my teeth in your neck and marking you as mine. afterwards, i release you, clean you up, and get you in the bath, continuing on our nightly routine as if nothing happened. once you're all clean and in pjs, we cuddle and eat the snacks that i also prepped. happy ending <3

- 🌹

ughh.. ugh!!! brain melting brain melting biting you. you already know. but also reading this over a couple of times im extra ughhh youre so meannn... bully... so cruel... guh. thank you for giving mw something to think about but youuouo. uuu. hiding my face

maybee this was all part of my PLAN though... the idea of getting you riled up and possessive is very. very good. a loyal territorial type of dog...

but also wawa having it backfire so. much. is so good too... acting cheeky and cute and maybe teasing you about it (like ohh, does it bother you to have someone else's hands on me?) only to have it crumble away when you push me down.. whining when you tie my hands behind my back. huffing and saying you can't do this to your prince (!!!) but getting a little breathless being at your mercy again. ughh. you can probably see the moment my brain starts to turn to mush

aaa.. getting more flustered when you start ordering me aroundd. maybe being a little bratty at first like hmph!! why would i do such a.!! such a thing. but also squirming because being growled and barked at is. realy good. but also MEAN that you tied my arms first..?!?! like you get to watch me whine and struggle as i try to keep up with your commands?!?! so mean. maybe it's funny to watch me try and straddle a pillow while my arms are tied.. squirming helplessly on the bed but maybe i'm too proud to ask you for help even if. it is a little embarrassing

mmmeann. i wouldn't be able to last for long... sniffling whining after the first few rounds of edging only to end up begging and apologizing!! like yess i was just trying to rile you up and make you jealous (and it worked), i'm sorryyy (i'm only half sorry). finally melting melting and coming undone under you as you ruin me. ugh. ugh. mean but at least there's snuggles and snacks afterwards... im very grateful and very very veryyy clingy

but also hehe. walking around the next day with my neck covered in bruises... rope marks on my wrists. sticking to you a bit closer than usual so everyone (including the knight from the day before) knows exactly what happened the night beforee... happy ending !!!!

[playgrl0]

let's cuddle / chifuyu

"get off of me, heavy ass!" you groan out after chifuyu literally jumps on top of you while you're laying in bed. "im not heavy!" "yeah right." you roll your eyes at him and push him off of you. he quickly lays his head on your chest and looks up at you. he looks like the cutest little puppy right now. "can i help you?" you sigh out and he cheekily smiles up at you, "yea actually, i wanna cuddle." and how could you ever say no to him? "come here, you big baby." you spread your arms out for him to cuddle up to you but he refuses. "nope. you come here." he gets off of you, lays down next to you and spreads his arms out just like you just did. you grin and cuddle up into his warm body. he wraps his arms around your waist and tangles your legs together. "i could die just like this." he breathes out. "do you think there are caskets big enough for two people to fit in?" you giggle at his thought. "i have no idea, maybe?" he presses some kisses on your cheek and into your hair. "baby, gimme your hand." you hold your hand out for his and take it into yours. "what're you doing?" he asks confused. "comparing our hand sizes, what else?" you both look at your hands that are being held up and pressed together. his hand is a little bigger than yours but not as much. the back of his hand is soft and his palm is a bit rough yet, it feels gentle against yours. "cute." he mumbles and presses a kiss on ur temple. "your hands are soft, y/n." he pulls your hand up to his face and smushes his cheek against it. how can someone be so fucking adorable as chifuyu? ugh. you both put on some random movie and cuddle deeper into the comfort of your bed and into each other. chifuyu can't really concentrate on the movie though, he's too focused on you. he's staring at you and playing with your soft hair, really embracing the feeling of having you in his arms. "you know," he starts, "you're really pretty." you look up at him "hm, am i?" "of course you are–" he scoffs. "you're the prettiest." he presses a kiss on your lips. "the most beautiful girl. my beautiful girl." he kisses you again and again and again. short, sweet, fast kisses find your lips as you giggle into each kiss. "and you're my pretty boy." you grin at him. chifuyu smiles and pulls you on top of him so you straddle his hips and pulls you into a longer and deeper kiss. hands roaming around your body, trying to touch you wherever he can, your hands cradling his face. you quietly whimper into his mouth when he bites down on your bottom lip and his tongue enters your mouth. everything about chifuyu is so warm and welcoming. everything feels right when you're with him and most importantly, safe. your person. your safe place.

you pull away from him to get some air but he pulls you back into his lips by the back of your head. he can never get enough of you. "baby, mhh. can't breathe." you say in between kisses. with one last peck he pulls away and finally lets you breathe. he places another small kiss on your cheek, pulls your head down to lay on his chest and wraps his arms around your shoulders. "mmhm i love you." he whispers into the crown of your head. "i love you so much, my pretty baby." he confesses and you think your heart is about to explode. you smile and look up at him, press two light pecks on his lips and happily sigh out. "i love you way more." you run a hand through his dark hair. "not possible." he replies and you roll your eyes, "i'm not having that conversation again, so fucking cheesy." you laugh. a love sick grin spreads onto chifuyu's face. "only because you know you can't win that fight, babe." he winks at you. "shut up, let's take a nap." you yawn out and nestle your head into the crook of his neck. "can't say no to that." he turns the long forgotten movie off, tightly wraps his arms around your waist and presses a few more kisses to your temple. "love you." "mhm, love you too." you respond with a small peck to his neck.

a/n: i think this turned out so fucking cute i feel physically sick... i can't do this

<3 @ playgrl0

[starryhyuck]

just like magic. (m)

pairing: fuckboy!jaehyun x fuckgirl!reader

words: 4k+

summary: jung jaehyun’s body count is almost as high as yours. however, after yuta spreads a nasty rumor, you learn that jaehyun’s always imagined those girls to be you instead.

genre: fluff, smut

warnings: multiple sex partners, public sex, sex on the roof, multiple orgasms, degradation, wall sex, creampie

Your head rests on the bathroom mirror, inhaling and exhaling loudly as Mingyu finds a wipe to clean you up.

“Ugh. I can’t believe we did it in Bambam’s gross bathroom.”

Mingyu chuckles, the deep sound echoing in the small space. “Please. Don’t act like you’re so disgusted now.” You roll your eyes at his comment while he cleans the cum smeared on the inside of your thighs. “Besides, it’s not like you were having fun at the party anyways.”

You shrug and jump down from the sink, straightening out your skirt and trying to look somewhat presentable.

“True,” you murmur, fixing your hair in the mirror. “Jungkook couldn’t come tonight so it was way easier to find you.”

He scoffs. “As if Jungkook could fuck you better than me.”

You laugh and find the lipgloss sitting at the bottom of your bag. “Oh, he can. He’s not a little gym rat for nothing, you know.”

Mingyu huffs, leaning down to pull your panties back up and straightening your skirt. This scene isn’t unfamiliar to the both of you, although doing it in Bambam’s bathroom certainly was. You’re pretty sure Bambam smoked a shit ton of weed before his party started, and Mingyu opens the bathroom window to release some of the odor.

“See you in 104. Did you finish the extra credit paper already?”

You shook your head, opening the bathroom door and hearing the lively party continue downstairs.

“Nope, not planning to,” you give him one last kiss on the cheek. “Nice fuck, Gyu. Tell Jungkook to show up next time.”

He rolls his eyes again and you two depart, almost toppling over as you bump into Jung Jaehyun on the stairs. His arm quickly slides around your waist to prevent you from falling. He smiles at you.

“How was Mingyu?”

“How was Jennie?”

He chuckles. “Good. As always. You really have to start expanding your little black book. Mingyu and Jungkook aren’t always going to be around, you know.”

You raise an eyebrow and step away from him, shooing his arm away from you. “You don’t think I have backups, silly? Doyoung is at my beck and call, I assure you.”

He smirks, raising his red solo cup to you. “If you ever need me.”

You dismiss him, walking down the stairway of Bambam and Yugyeom’s place. You and Jaehyun had always been similar in many ways, especially in the way you ‘connect’ with other people. If you two ever had a body count competition, it would surely have Johnny’s head spinning all night at the numbers. You never fucked Jaehyun, however, simply because you had no desire to. You’ve known Jaehyun for as long as you’ve known Mingyu, but the only personality trait you’ve ever deducted from Jaehyun was that he’s excellent in bed.

That, and the fact that during your first year of college, Yuta spread some rumor that Jaehyun masturbates to the thought of you.

No big deal.

You find Minghao and Sicheng speaking in the kitchen, and you whine when you clutch Minghao’s arm.

“I’m tired, Hao.”

“You leave us to go fuck Mingyu for a hour and now you want to go home?”

You can hear the condescending tone in Minghao’s voice and you do your best to ignore it. You offer him your best toothy grin. “Come on, designated driver. You’re not even doing anything remotely fun!”

“Hey!” Sicheng interjects. “We were actually just talking.”

You lean over to pinch his cheeks and Sicheng nearly growls at you.

“You’re cute, but you and Minghao talk all the time. Nothing new. Plus, all of us are roommates, dumbass! We could talk at home any time we want to.”

“Fine, fine,” Minghao concedes, laying his cup down on the kitchen counter. You ignore the fact that Yugyeom’s tongue is shoved down some girl’s throat only five feet away from all of you. “Did you already clean yourself up? I don’t want any of Mingyu’s germs in my car.”

“Are we sure it was Mingyu?” Sicheng counters. “It could’ve been Jungkook or Doyoung or Wonwoo or Jinyoung or-“

“Alright, alright,” you glare at him. “And yes, it was Mingyu. He already cleaned me up so you won’t get any Gyu germs.”

“Good.”

Minghao still has trouble trusting you after that one time you wore a skirt with no panties and let Kun’s cum spill all over Minghao’s front seat. Sicheng is still extremely traumatized from the situation.

You exit the house party with your roommates, almost stopping at the sight of Kunhang looking like a fucking dream near the speakers-

“Come on, you horny asshole,” Sicheng grunts, pushing you out the door.

—

“Did you hear the news?”

Your eyes flutter at the sight of Nakamoto Yuta, who is leaning over your desk, smiling. You sigh and decide to entertain him.

“What is it now, Yuta?”

“A little birdy told me that a certain Jung Jaehyun has fallen for Mingyu’s girl,” Yuta’s smirk widens when you furrow your eyebrows.

“Mingyu has a girlfriend?”

He huffs. “You, dumbass.”

You giggle at the thought of dating Mingyu and roll your eyes. “You’re full of shit, Nakamoto.”

He stands straight, his figure towering over you. You peek your head out to see if the lecture has started yet so Yuta can get the fuck away from you.

“Then why did I hear Jaehyun calling your name when he was getting his dick wet this morning?”

The accusation has your eyebrows raising. You barely know Jaehyun, only from fleeting stories from Mingyu and Jungkook. You also know that Yuta’s always full of shit, spreading rumors about various people just because he can.

“Get your head out of your ass, Yuta.”

He laughs at your dismissive nature, leaning in again. There’s a troublesome glint in his eyes.

“And what if I told you Mingyu said Jaehyun’s loved you since you were five?”

You challenge him. “I would say that the cum in Miyeon’s panties say otherwise.”

He smiles and steps back when the professor finally enters the room.

“Whatever you want to believe.”

That conversation with Yuta was three years ago. He’s graduated long since, but the rumor about Jaehyun still pops up here and there. Jaehyun never addressed it with you, and when you asked Mingyu about it once, he just laughed.

“A lot of guys on campus jack off to the thought of you. Are you surprised?”

You think about the memory as you watch Soojin straddle Jaehyun, her hair falling over the side of her face as she leans in to kiss him. The rest of the party ignores them, mainly focused on how Bambam is nearly toppling over trying to do a keg stand.

A hand slides around your waist and you feel someone’s lips attach to your neck.

“Gyu told me you were looking for me the other day,” Jungkook murmurs lowly in your ear. “Did you miss me?”

You smile when you feel his fingers inch closer to your breast, hands roaming all over your body.

“Yes. Your absence made me fuck Mingyu in Bambam’s germ-covered bathroom.”

He chuckles lowly, and the sound shoots straight to your core.

“I’m here now, baby. I’ll take care of you.”

Your eyes drift upwards again, startled to find Jaehyun already gazing at you. Soojin’s sucking at his neck, but his eyes are locked on you, watching the way Jungkook paws at your breast.

Yuta’s voice rings in your ears. Jaehyun’s loved you since you were five.

You push the thought away as Jungkook’s mouth envelops yours. Jaehyun couldn’t love you, Yuta was just full of shit.

—

“You’re late.”

You narrow your eyes at Mingyu, who brushes off the time. He promised to meet up with you yesterday to finish your project for 104 and give you a quick lunch time fuck. You’re a little disheartened to see he’s tugged Doyoung and Jaehyun along.

“Don’t be so upset, frowning doesn’t look good on you,” Mingyu teases, sliding in the chair across from you. Doyoung sits next to him, and Jaehyun awkwardly takes the spot next to you. “We were just playing a little basketball outside. The time slipped my mind.”

“Well, I guess it slips my mind that I’m supposed to fuck you before your next class.”

Doyoung laughs and seizes the opportunity. “I, on the other hand, never promised anything and my schedule is conveniently free for the whole day.” He winks at you, his gums showing brightly as he smiles.

You smirk when Mingyu elbows him in the side. Jaehyun is oddly quiet and you turn to face him while Mingyu hisses at Doyoung.

“I saw you and Soojin getting it on last weekend. How was it?”

He smiles tightly. “Good, as always. Jungkook per usual?”

You nod. “The little gym rat won’t stop exercising. He was talking to me about his routine all night. I almost just got myself off instead.”

Something flickers in Jaehyun’s gaze, and it’s gone so quickly that you might’ve missed it.

“I can’t imagine why that would be preferred, especially when you have most of the male population lining up to get a taste of you.”

There’s a hidden implication in his words, and you take the chance.

“Are you part of that male population?”

He smirks at your question. Before he has a chance to answer, Mingyu’s voice fills your ears again.

“Anyways, my dorm is free and I can afford to miss my next class. Wanna head up? Promise I’ll go down on you as an apology.”

You scoff at Mingyu’s half-assed proposal, and stand to leave. “I’ll pass. Get a watch next time if you want your dick wet. I’m assuming you’re going to finish most of our project since I was waiting here for over a hour.”

Mingyu frowns. “But-“

“But?” You say, raising an eyebrow.

His shoulders slump. “Fine. I’ll finish the damn project.”

You lean over to pinch his cheeks. “Good Mingyu. I’ll see all of you at Minghao’s birthday bash.”

You depart without another word, ignoring the burn of Jaehyun’s stare. When you arrive back to your apartment, Minghao is organizing his wine cabinet while Sicheng talks to Tzuyu at the kitchen counter. You sigh and throw your bag across the island.

“Boys are dumb.”

Tzuyu laughs. “Did Mingyu forget what time it is again?”

“As always,” you confirm, searching for anything consumable in your fridge. As expected, no one’s gone grocery shopping in a week. Guess you’ll have to raid Wonwoo’s apartment tonight.

Sicheng huffs. “Good. I don’t need you getting any more Mingyu germs before Minghao’s party tomorrow.”

“And what does Hao’s party have anything to do with me getting laid?” Sicheng rolls his eyes at your question, and you smile sweetly at him. You decide to favor the leftover pieces of ham sitting at the back of the fridge. “Tzuyu, back me up here. Didn’t you have a good time with Jaehyun two weeks ago?”

Tzuyu’s cheeks flush as she recalls what you’re referring to. At Jungwoo’s party, she and Jaehyun were practically fucking each other in the middle of the living room.

“I guess. He was weird about some things.”

You frown, removing the lid off of the container and shoving a piece of ham in your mouth. “Like what?”

She looks embarrassed to be talking about such intimate things in front of Sicheng, but your roommate is unbothered. He’s heard enough of your escapades to be unfazed by any mentions of sex.

“He didn’t want to look at me when we did it. He told me I had to face the pillow or else he couldn’t cum that way.”

You shrug. “So he likes it from behind. Nothing too weird about that. Which way do you prefer, Sicheng?”

He glares at you. “None of your business.”

You giggle at how cute he is before Tzuyu continues. “I mean, it wasn’t just that. He didn’t really like it when I made noises. I had to be as quiet as possible.”

“Ugh, that’s fucked. Guys can grunt in the nastiest ways possible but they hate it when we make an ounce of noise. I hope you’re not that way, Sicheng.”

His glare burns. “None. Of. Your. Business.”

“Yeah, it was weird. He’s really good in bed though.”

You chuckle. “I would hope so. Anyways, who’s on the guest list for tomorrow night?”

Sicheng sighs, and you wonder if he thinks about moving out and living with a less horny roommate.

“Basically anyone you’ve fucked before since you’ve slept with all of Hao’s friends.”

You frown. “That’s not fun. I like someone new once in a while.”

“No funny business at Minghao’s party, I mean it. We can’t be cutting his cake while you’re getting railed in your room.”

You boop his nose. “No promises.”

—

Sicheng’s done this on purpose.

All of the men at Minghao’s party have flocked away from you, like Sicheng sent them all a mass text before the party started or something. You tried to slide up to Mingyu but then he was quickly taking the offer to do body shots with someone else. It’s as if you would bite all their dicks off with the way they’re running from you.

It’s the middle of the party when you grow tired of hearing Jieqiong’s banter with Jun.

You step out of the apartment for a few minutes and head up to the roof, arms wrapping around yourself to shield from the cold. You know you should’ve went to Wonwoo yesterday, especially since Sicheng has apparently made it a no fuck zone for tonight.

You jump when you feel a jacket moving over your shoulders. You’re even more startled to see Jaehyun next to you.

“Oh, hey. When did you get here?”

He smiles, and it hurts your eyes a little by how pretty he is.

“About a hour ago. I’m not surprised you didn’t notice, considering I could feel your rage from five feet away.”

You laugh dryly. “Did Sicheng send you a text too?”

“No, but Mingyu told me about it. I assume he only sent it to the guys you’ve slept with before.”

You nod. “Yeah, probably. I’m off limits to all males tonight.”

The two of you stand together in silence, gazing out at the view of your city. You’ve never felt an urge to get an answer from Jaehyun before about Yuta’s rumor, but now that he’s here, it’s all you can think about.

“Can I ask you a question?”

“Sure.”

“Why didn’t you say anything about the rumor Yuta spread around in freshman year?”

His back stiffens. The seconds pass in a deafening thump, and you’re starting to feel like you shouldn’t have brought it up.

He finally sighs. “How long have we known each other?”

You blink. Did he really have to respond to a question with another question?

You think back to when you first met Jaehyun and Mingyu. You were only five then, and you screamed in the middle of the classroom because Mingyu had spilled paint all over the front of your shirt. You remember Jaehyun handing you a wipe to clean yourself up, ears bright red.

You grin at the memory. “Since I found out Mingyu was the clumsiest kid on earth.”

He chuckles. “You never really saw it, did you?”

“Saw what?”

You’re even more confused by Jaehyun’s vague ass answers. He averts his gaze from you, and you suddenly feel a lot colder on this rooftop.

“How much I liked you.”

The statement causes you to freeze. So Yuta was right - Jung Jaehyun has loved you since you were five. Still, it doesn’t make any sense. You’ve been fucking Mingyu since high school and Jaehyun never seemed bothered by it, considering he and Mingyu were still best friends. In fact, you’ve been in bed with most of his friend group and he’s never said a word about it. His friends never even mention his liking for you, so you have to assume that they don’t know of it either.

As if he could sense your rampant thoughts running wild, he squashes them.

“I thought you loved Mingyu. I thought that when the two of you first started sleeping together, it would develop into something more. It’s why I never said anything to him. He knew, but I’m sure he thought I didn’t mind.”

You’re baffled. You don’t even know how to respond to this newfound information. Maybe you should’ve stayed downstairs at the party.

“Mingyu is an asshole,” you finally conclude. Jaehyun’s shoulders relax when you speak. “And so am I. I swear, I didn’t know, Jaehyun. I would’ve-“

“You would’ve stopped seeing Mingyu? And Jungkook? And Doyoung, and Wonwoo, and-“

“Okay, okay,” you raise a hand up to stop him before glaring. “You’re not entirely innocent either. I’m friends with most of the girls you’ve slept with too.”

His eyes darken. “And have you asked them what it’s like to be with me? How I have to turn them over and imagine it’s you before I can get hard? How I have to keep them quiet because their moans are too loud or simply because it doesn’t sound like you?” How-“

“Jaehyun,” you whisper, feeling like the wind has gotten knocked out of your chest. You’re also trying to ignore the wetness that’s pooled in your underwear. “Are you saying-“

“I’m saying that I’ve been running circles around you since we were five and you’ve never noticed. I’ve had to hear countless nights of Mingyu and Jungkook talking about how sweet your pussy is when they slide into you. How pretty you are when you’re stuffing their cocks far down your throat. How you let them take you anywhere, any time, because you enjoy it as much as they do.”

You swallow. He’s inches away from you now, hands dancing around your waist carefully. You quickly check the time.

One hour before Minghao cuts his cake. That should be enough.

You grab the fabric of Jaehyun’s shirt, pulling him to you as his lips crash into yours. He grunts, gripping your sides and pressing you against the railing. Your eyes glance down briefly to see how high up you two are.

“Drop me and I’ll kill you.”

He laughs, chasing you again and quickly moving to undress you. You ignore the goosebumps rising on your arms when Jaehyun nips at your neck, fingers dipping into your panties. “So pretty,” he murmurs, licking a stripe across your collarbones. You moan when he slides a finger into your heat. “That’s it, baby. Sound so fucking good.”

He slips another finger in, basking in the glory of your moans. “We have to hurry,” you mumble breathily. “Sicheng will come looking if he knows I’m gone for too long. It’s like he can sense when I’m fucking someone.”

Jaehyun laughs, moving back up to kiss you. “He can watch if he wants to then.”

“I wanna-“ you gasp when he curls his fingers. “I wanna suck you off.”

“Fuck,” he hisses. He’s fingering you faster now, and you can hear the squelch of your wetness fill the air. You gasp, desperately holding onto his forearm. “I’ll fuck your mouth next time, I promise. I need to see you cum now.”

You unravel in no time, moaning loudly as you fall apart on Jaehyun’s fingers. He coaxes you through your orgasm, murmuring praises in your ear. You whimper when he pulls away from you, licking up the remaining essence on his fingers.

“Jaehyun,” you say frantically, pawing at him. “I need you inside me.”

You turn over so that your back is facing him, and you think he’s about to slide your underwear down but instead, he swivels you around.

“Need to see you,” he whispers. “Jump.”

You do as he says, wrapping your legs around his waist and kissing him with much more fervor. You moan when his hands grip your sides roughly, pressing you against the concrete. You sit on the ledge of the rooftop, trying to ignore the genuine fear of falling.

He’s quickly shoving his jeans down his thighs and you whimper.

“Hurry, Jae.”

“Fuck, baby. I’m here, I’m right here,” he hisses, pulling out his cock and giving it a few strokes. Your eyes widen at the size — he was surely bigger and thicker than Mingyu or Jungkook. He chuckles at your stare, as if he knows exactly what you’re thinking. “Bigger than what you normally have?”

You narrow your eyes. “Don’t tell me you idiots had a dick measuring contest.”

He shrugs. “Maybe.”

Then, he’s pushing your panties to the side and sliding into you. You gasp, his fingers roughly gripping you in place to make sure you don’t fall. He doesn’t wait for you to adjust, thrusting rapidly as soon as he feels you.

“Good little slut,” he grunts. “So pretty and pliant for me. Is my cock too big for you to take, baby?”

“You’re gonna fucking,” you pant, whining when his cock hits you deeper. “You’re gonna fucking split me in half, asshole.”

He grins mischievously. “That’s the goal.”

You’re so lost in the feeling of him that the both of you fail to hear the door to the rooftop open. You’re startled when Sicheng’s voice booms in the air.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me! We haven’t even cut the cake yet!”

“Sicheng, I-“ you shamelessly whimper when Jaehyun hits your sweet spot, not slowing down in the slightest despite Sicheng watching. “W-We’ll be d-down before Hao c-cuts the cake.”

“Horny assholes,” you hear your roommate mutter before the door to the rooftop is closing again.

Jaehyun chortles. “He should’ve sent that text to me too if he was so concerned.”

“Fuck him,” you groan. “And fuck me harder.”

He listens to your command, pushing into you so deep that you almost fall off the ledge. You scream as your upper body dangles off the rooftop, but you can hear Jaehyun’s giggle. Your fear is overtaken by arousal when you realize his cock is hitting you deeper in this position.

“Cum, cum,” you whisper. “I’m cumming.”

He groans when you tighten around him, convulsing around his cock. When you recover, he’s hoisting you back up, bringing your chest to his as he carries you. You have no idea where he’s going, but with every step, his cock slides deeper into your soaking cunt.

The door to the rooftop is opening again and you realize you’re in the stairwell.

“Get down, hands on the railing.”

You shakily follow his command, ignoring the wobble of your legs as you grip the metal bars. He’s pushing into you again before you can take a breath.

“I-I thought you needed to see me,” you say, your back turned to him.

“You’re right.”

Then, he’s pushing you against the wall with force and abusing your pussy. You practically scream, clawing at his back while he pounds you into the wall.

“Do you want to know exactly what Yuta heard three years ago?” He groans against your neck. You can barely form coherent sentences, and you’re pretty sure you had another orgasm that you haven’t even revived from. “He heard me desperately fucking my cock into my hand, whimpering your name. All I could imagine that day was the little short dress you wore to Yugyeom’s party, and how Jungkook’s hands were all over you as soon as you stepped through the door. I fucking came so hard that I had to wash my sheets before Mingyu came back to the dorm.”

“Jaehyun, Jaehyun,” you whisper frantically. You’re unraveling again — cumming around his cock while he fucks you hard. “Cum with me. Inside, cum inside. Please, please.”

He grunts lowly. “Yeah? You want my cum? What about the rest of them — how many of them have spilled inside you?”

“I’ll keep it in,” you promise him, just wanting your hole to be filled. “I’ll walk around Hao’s party with your cum dripping down my thighs. How does that sound?”

And he’s groaning, giving one final thrust before he empties inside of you. You gasp at how much cum he has to give you, some of it spilling down your lips and onto the floor.

The both of you are panting lowly, trying to recover from your orgasms. You faintly hear a chorus of people singing Happy Birthday two floors down.

“Fuck, Sicheng’s gonna kill us.”

[changlix-mp4]

skz reaction to you being needy

(with scenarios)

genre : suggestive ,, fluff uwu

warning : use of petnames , suggestive , slight dry humping, slight make out? , playful behaviour teasing , whiny reader, shy reader (depends in some)

❁ reactions with scenarios

❁ A/N : I feel like some are out of context , but I hope you’ll like it tho ,, please don’t mind the many mistakes :(

❁ Feedbacks are very welcomed ♡ let me know which one is your fav :)

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• Chan : I think my boy will find it a bit funny and cute at the same time,, at the way you’re whining and all. He’ll of course help you ;) (the loml) ♡

You were sat on the couch staring at your husband working. His beautiful fingers typing on the keyboard of his laptop rapidly. His bottom lip caughed between his teeth, his eyebrows furrowed, totally immersed into whatever he was doing. He was so handsome you couldn't resist him. When he tapped his finger on his kissable plump lips it was the last straw. You got up from your spot walking to him. He looked up smiling at you "hi baby" , you put your hands on his shoulders straddling him. Chan's hands instinctively came to your hips. You buried your head in the crook of his neck starting sucking lightly on the sensitive skin. Chan groaned caressing your sides "what's up babygirl?" he chuckled when he felt your hands on his belt trying to unbuckle it quickly. "I need you" you whined. He cupped your cheek softly "Can I finish-" you pouted playing with the collar of his black shirt "please Chan" you whined again, fingers toying with the bottons already unbuttoning them " I really really need you" you bite your lip grinding on his crotch , looking at his veiny hands "right. now" imagining how they would look all over your bare skin . "pleaseee" you pleaded desperately as you gripped on his bicep. Chan looked at you quiet surprise at how needy you were. It was kind of funny how you acted but you were just so cute sitting on him, all whiny for him. He sighed before getting up with you in his arms "ok babygirl , you asked for it. Everything for my princess" he smirked before kissing you walking to your bedroom. This night was a busy one ;)

( I’m a sucker for husband Chan sorry )

• Lee Know : I think Minho will tease you asf. He will make you needier and beg for him , evil boy #1  ♡

You were in the kitchen trying to find something to eat until Minho entered the living room and sat on the couch. Just his presence can intimidated you. He does the bare minimum and can turn you on easily. Minho was bouncing his leg unconsciously as he was on the phone talking with Jisung. Your legs turned into jelly as you gripped on the kitchen counter to steady yourself. Boy just breathing and you're weak. His thighs were your weakness, they were so muscular , firm just .. wow. He suddenly looked at you smilling , you stopped breathing for a moment before smilling back. Lord why I am like this ? you thought. He kept on doing that for minutes and it drove you crazy . You moaned unintentionally as you thought of riding his thighs. " ok I'm done" you muttered to yourself desperately. You walked over to him sitting on one of his well-built thigh. He looked at you confused before smirking when he realized that you were horny. The pressure of his strong muscle against your throbbing clit made you whimper. Minho hung up and rested his body back on the couch "is my kitten horny?" he said teasingly. You nodded shyly looking away embarrassed. He laughed turning your flustered face to look at him. Glancing at your position on his thigh, he smirked "do I turn you on baby? Do my thighs make you horny?" he whispered playfully. No answer. Minho bounced his leg making you lose your balance and fell onto his chest. "tell me what you want? want to ride my thigh kitten?" he bite your earlobe. A weak "yes" left your throat as hummed, his hands behind his head. "beg for it" he said before bouncing his leg again. You moaned the pleasure and your needs getting unbearable. "p-please Minho". He smiled mischievously "c'mon baby, tell me. Tell me you want to ride my thigh . Say it hm . Beg for it" he purred looking down at your needy figure "please I need you.. I want t-to ride your thigh" he laughed flexing his muscle when you sobbed quietly. "I didn't hear you. Can you repeat my dear?" teasing dripping from his tongue.

• Changbin : He’ll get a bit needy and shy shy shy . Just by the way you whine , makes him whine too ( ugh binnie’s whines tho <3 ) ,, he won’t tease you at all ( uwu my baby ♡ )

You and Changbin were coming back home from a little walk at the park,, when you entered your living room you tripped over Changbin's bag that was on the floor. Changbin immediately ran to you, helping you standing up, one of your hand went to his shoulder the other one grabbed his bicep. The way it flexed under your palm when he helped you up made you froze on your spot . "y/n you're ok?" he asked caressing your hair. "baby are you ok?" he asked again cupping your cheeks. You squeezed his bicep eyes focused on the hard muscle "your.. you're .. I mean" you stammered. His arms were so big , so muscular.. you knew it already but you never really focused on them. You just wanted to touch them and grip on them like when you- "Binnie , I want you" you suddenly whined. Changbin released a breath he didn’t know he was holding "your- you look so good" you whispered shyly. His heart stopped, the compliment turning his cheeks red. How can something so "normal" affect you this way? Were you crazy? "babe" you whined pulling him by his shirt. Changbin whined as you played with the hem of it. "I need you" you pouted grabbing his hands putting them on your waist craving to feel his hands on your body " shit I need you too" he whined throwing his head back. "C'mere baby" he tapped your thigh signalling you to jump. You eyes didn't miss the way his shirt hugged his bicep tighter. Changbin whined again "stop looking at my arms" he hid his face into the crook of your neck leaving little pecks on the soft skin.

• Hyunjin : Like Minho , he will tease you. But not as much as him. I think he’d be surprised . He’ll smirk and chuckle at you , before giving you the attention you’re craving for ♡

Hyunjin ran his long fingers into his soft locks pushing them back , tying them. He bite his plump lip concentrated while doing so. He's so hot. Just by tying his long black hair. yes. His hair looked so beautiful , soft as silk.. you just wanted to play with them , caress them feeling the texture.. pull on them. You spaced out, many thoughts running through your mind.. your eyes started cascading to his beautiful lips imagining biting on them , then to his neck marked with hickeys , then his collarbones , eyes travelling down his muscular thighs.. he was just so perfect. Your mouth ajar, you could had swore you were drooling over him . Hyunjin snapped his fingers in front of your face pushing you out of your "interesting" thoughts "hey pretty one, did you hear me?" you shaked your head. "well I asked what ya’ want to watch?" how can someone be so pretty? His eyes , his nose , his cheek, his mole under his eye (...) "ok” He sighed "hello .. y/n. You spaced out again? What’s going on? What are you daydreaming about? Is something wrong? tell me baby" he said concerned. " I want you" you trailed off . "huh?" he asked taken aback not sure about what you say . "you heard me Hyunjin" you whined looking away. "say it again princess" he smilled teasingly "I want you" you breathed out. He chuckled " hm that's why you weren't listening to me huh . You were having weird thoughts about me" he smirked playfully "weird thoughts? what? shut up" you slapped his arm before pushing stands of hair out of his face. "Come here" Hyunjin pulled you closer by your waist as he bent down to kiss you slowly his hand cupping your cheek the other one resting on your thigh. Your hand flew to his silky hair, pulling at them slightly making him moan.

• Jisung : Boy will get a bit cheesy because he knows he is the reason why you’re needy? Will tease you a bit. He’ll be all over you the second after ♡

Han was talking with Chan and Changbin about the new song they were working on. He was sitting on the desk, one hand holding his ice americano the other one resting on his thigh. You couldn't looked away, he was just so cool today. His red beat headphone hanging around his neck, his red supreme headband, his not-so-oversized black hoodie, black ripped jean.. e-boy Jisung was your weakness ( everyone's weakness). “I think it can work" Chan announced as Changbin nodded. "Ok then, I’ll do that and we’ll see about it tomorrow" Jisung replied. Chan and Changbin waved at you before walking out the studio. Jisung stretched his arms , arching his sore back due to the way he stayed for minutes. Was he doing it on purpose you thought. Because damn the way he threw his head back made you gulped. He looked at you coming in your direction, crouching in front of you " I’ll have to stay a bit longer, if you wanna go home to-" — "no no , I’ll stay with you" you replied right away making him chuckle. “As you wish sweetheart" he kissed your lips softly making you whimper closing your eyes shut. That was so embarrassing , you just wanted to disappear engulfed into the couch as Jisung looked up at you his eyes wide open. "baby" he started resting his hands on your thighs . You bite your lips, breathing a bit heavily, just feeling his hands on your skin turned you on , how was this possible? He got the hint laughing at you "what’s so funny ugly frog?" you rolled your eyes. "are you.. horny?" his beautiful teeth making their appearance . "no! I’m not... you just look good today.. that’s all" you sighed looking at his fingers drawing little patterns on your thigh. You saying that boosted his ego “so .. I’m so hot it turns you on huh?" you glared at him . You stayed silent making him smirk knowing he was right "aw baby" he purred hand caressing your arm slowly. This bitch was teasing . " let your handsome and sexy boyfriend take care of you" he said before getting up taking your hands in the process to make you stand up too . He pushed you closer to him by your waist, kissing your cheek "are you always turn-on when I’m with you?" Jisung smirked his lips ghosting over yours "shut up idiot". He smiled kissing you passionately, his kisses travelling to your neck making you moan . “You must feel lucky to have such a good-looking boyfriend huh?" He muttered against your skin "oh fuck off" you pushed him away ready to leave, cheeks burning . "Don’t be like that, I’m kidding . Come here love" he hugged you, his hand finding its place on your lower back. "Let me make it up to you". Jisung whispered playing with the hem of your hoodie.

• Felix : Lixie , Sunshine , will somehow find you cute and will do anything to help you ( my cute baby <3 ) ,, He’ll give you so much love uwu ♡

Felix was baking, his delicious brownies smelling heavenly. He was so breathtaking as you admire him from your sit. A bit of chocolate on his cheek, flour on his chin .. he looked so hot yet adorable. You smiled like an idiot at your boyfriend. One of the spoon fell on the floor so you rushed to pick it up and put in the sink. "thanks baby" he said kissing your cheek. He blessed you with one of his precious smiles, eyes forming little crescents. His small hand went to grab a dishcloth, his fingers adorned with rings made you feel some type of ways. Your eyes stayed glued on them- "want to taste one?" he asked "t-taste what?" you gulped "one of the brownies?" He looked at your flustered face. "Of course!” you replied excited. Even if you were mesmerized by his fingers, his brownies were something you can’t get enough. You were practically drooling just by looking at them. Felix chuckled before grabbing one to feed you. You opened your mouth before biting on it, your lips grazing around his finger. Your cheeks started heating up "sooooo?" he asked excited. "de-li-cious!! Like always" you hummed. He smiled proudly "thank you baby”. He turned back to the brownies putting some in a box for Changbin. his hands.his fingers.his hands.his fingers.. Felix took one of the brownies to eat. When he turned to you again, you laughed "what?what is it?" he asked confused before laughing with you. "You've got chocolate on your nose and lips" you smiled before laughing again. First of all , how is it possible to eat brownies and get chocolate on your nose? anyway , he was so cute. He laughed before coming to you "clean it for me?" he said cutely resting his flour-covered-hands on your waist. You were about to grab a napkin to wipe the chocolate off his lips , when he bent down. Felix just wanted to be closer so you can wipe it easily but you got a different message . You stopped moving, not knowing what to do, his lips looked so kissable , soft and right now so sweet. And his pretty hands on your waist - lord he is your weakness. Without thinking , you attached your lips to his, surprising him, tasting the chocolate as you lightly suck on it. You moaned into the kiss. You pulled him closer trying to feel his body on yours, one hand cupping his cheek the other one fingers tangled in his hair. You were on fire, you just wanted him. Wanted to feel his lips, his touches all over your body, the cold rings on your skin making goosebumps raise on your skin.. that's what you wanted. You wanted all of him. Felix embraced you into his arms, arms hugging you tightly. You pulled away to catch your breath admiring his little freckles as he smiled at you. Your cheeks started heating up when you realized your bold action, but it wasn't your fault. He was just so tempting. " I want you" you whispered looking down embarrassed "you have me" he whispered back as he caress your hair gently. "like.. you know.." you trailed out "I know honey" he kissed your temple, you were too cute for him right now, his heart flustered "c'mere, let me love you" he sweetly said before hugging you, enveloping your lips into a loving kiss.

• Seungmin : He will make you wait for a long time . Acts like he’s not affected by you , evil boy #2 ♡

Seungmin was practicing his vocal, his singing was so good. Everytime he sings, it felt like you’re listening to an angel. He was so cute, his hair messy, casual clothes on .. he looked so fluffy you just wanted to hug him. You didn't know what happened but when you heard his deep voice.. you stopped breathing. What? Seungmin wanted to change a bit to see and try to sing in a deeper voice. You'd never heard that sound before but you wanted , needed to hear it again. You stared at him fascinated , you probably looked weird and dumb but yea. He furrowed his eyebrows reading the lyrics again and again. When he started singing again and his voice got deeper, your mouth fell open, throat getting dry.. that was so hot. You ears just had one of the best eargasm they ever had (lmao). You released the breath you were holding heavily , getting his attention "so? what do you think? It’s not deeper than Felix’s but i tried" he joked. "you sounded so fucking hot" you said out loud without thinking. Seungmin eyes widened, surprised by your bold comment. "I mean no- no yes hm I meant it was great .. yea it was great!" You tried not to be awkward but guess you failed . He laughed loudly when he looked at you embarrassed face. Why? So much hate tf . Well, hearing his deep voice sent butterflies into your lower stomach.. it affected you so much that just thinking about it made you whimpered. Thinking about hearing those sounds again when you guys are- *wink wink* . You stayed quiet for a moment feeling the wetness starting forming down there when he wrote some note on his sheets. Seungmin noticed the way you were rubbing your thighs and playing with your fingers. He just smirked “you good there baby?" He asked teasingly. You knew he was doing this on purpose. You got up to come sit next to him, hand resting on his thigh as you started leaving little kisses on his shoulder. Seungmin didn’t move, acting like you weren’t there. Even when you started stroking his thigh, he stayed still. “Minnie” you whined “ I need you please” he looked at you unbothered “I’m working sorry” — “but-are you serious?” You asked a bit annoyed when he smirked “no. Now let me work baby. Thank you” he said . Seungmin put a pillow over his lap and rest his sheet on it, hiding his hard-on. He decided to acted like he wasn’t affected by your needy state and make you more desperate.

• Jeongin : cute boy <3 . He’ll be soft for you. He’ll get needy too. Will take care of you ( my babyyy ) ♡

You were standing in front of your big closet, searching for one of your husband’s hoodie to sleep in (that's so fucking cute help). When you came out of the bathroom, you were meet with one of the prettiest view you ever seen. Jeongin was sitting on the edge of the bed, eyes glued to his phone as he was waiting for you. The way he was sitting made your head spin : manspreading. (that’s so hot just imagine) . He was just so attractive right now you could just jump on him and devour his lips. When he finally looked at you, he smiled opening his arms for you to come hug him. so cute shit. You smiled back timidly walking to him. " aw you're so cute baby" he said cutely when he took in your appearance. His over-sized hoodie reaching the middle of you thigh. Jeongin pulled you closer to him to hug you tightly, resting his head on your tummy. The butterflies. The fucking butterflies. You felt this familiar feeling in your lower stomach making you weak and bite your lips. "so warm" he giggled. He looked up at your flustered face "what is baby?" — "nothing" you smiled lightly. "hm , so what about..cuddle?" he smiled widely. You chuckled before he pulled you on his lap, one hand on your waist , the other one placed on your thigh. You were sat right on his crotch and you would have lied if you said you weren't turned on. You shifted a bit on his lap trying to get comfortable and try to ignore the little "spark" between your legs . But he made it difficult by the way his fingertips caressed their way up and down your thigh. A gentle , innocent affectionate gesture that made you weak to the point you let a soft moan past by your lips. His touches so soft and so pleasing.. so good. Jeongin looked at you in your eyes , mouth ajar as his cheeks turned a light pink. "I'm.. I'm sorry-" you started before he hushed you caressing your sides. "you're so cute" he smiled lovingly, cupping your cheek before attaching his lips with yours. He kissed you gently, forgetting about your surrounding. You started grinding on him slowly unconsciously , the moment exciting you a bit. Jeongin moaned into the kiss pulling away to breath. "baby" he whispered "look at what you did" his gaze on his bulge as he gripped your hips grinding them foward again, pushing you harder on him. " 'feels so good" he bite his lips , eyes still focused on your crotches. You threw your head back moaning his name, your fingers pulling harder on his locks. "let me take care of you my love" he sucked softly on your neck before laying you on your back gently, hovering you his beautiful hands already playing with the hem of you hoodie, rising it a bit to reveal your cute panties "so pretty" he whispered holding one of your thigh before his lips travelled to your throat leaving little marks there...

(husband jeongin is such a concept. bye)

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a/n : it was fun writing those :) ,, I'm considering to continue writing Jeongin's one ,, & maybe felix , lino

(+) it was an old request, actually my first one , it was from yer-cute-when-you-scream if I remember

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Ice Cream and Bad TV | B.B.

Request: Late night thoughts : The only porn bucky watches are the ones that come on tv at like 2 or 3 in the mornings. Imagine cuddling up with him on his living room floor, aimlessly clicking around until you stumble upon the channel & he gets flustered & shy about it & you fuck him while porn plays in the background. Like I think it’s so romantic🥺🥺 riding him while the soft glow of the tv illuminates his face. His moans & grunting blending in with the actors 😫😫

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Word Count: 3.6k (this was supposed to be a drabble but I cannot for the life of me control myself)

Warnings: NSFW 18+ | cuddle fucking, unprotected sex(pretend ur on birth control for a sec)(still wrap it b4 your tap it), flustered Bucky, porn talk, the tiniest bit of sub!Bucky for like half a second, fluffy smut, you get the gist

My Masterlist

Notes: I did this in one sitting so sorry if it’s repetitive or has any mistakes. I think I have a major soft sport for flustered Bucky. I also had to think of a realistic name for a TV porn channel so bear with me. This is my first time writing smut in non-headcanon form so let me know how I did! Happy reading!

It was 2am on a Thursday night when your phone rang with your boyfriend's caller I.D. This wasn't the first time that Bucky had called you for this instance, it became a routine for you to talk him down after a nightmare and you prepared to do so when you picked up. Usually the first thing you would hear was his heavy breaths, the anxious buzz in his body making him fumble his words as he tried to focus on talking to you, so you were surprised to be met with still breathing and his typical deep, steady voice.

"Doll? You there?"

"Yeah, Buck, I'm here," you replied with a yawn, trying to sound as awake as possible. Bucky could hear the airiness of your voice and let out a sigh.

"Sorry, baby, I woke you up."

"You say that every time, I don't mind waking up for you. Besides, I don't have work tomorrow so I don't exactly need my beauty rest."

There was a pause. You could still hear static from the other side of the call but Bucky didn't say a word.

"Buck? You okay?" As if you snapped him out of a daydream, his hurried words rushed through the phone.

"Yeah yeah, sorry. I'm kind of out of it right now, I had another bad dream."

"Do you wanna talk about it?" You had expected his usual answer of yes, then you would listen to his thoughts and comfort him through the horrific reality that were his nightmares.

"You said you don't have work tomorrow? Do you think you could come over right now? Actually never mind, I don't know what I'm saying, it's 2am." You could practically see Bucky shaking his head as he took back his question.

"I'll be there in twenty, James. You better have some blankets and pillows ready for me because we're taking over your couch."

Bucky let out a breath over the line, "See you soon, y/n, love you."

"Love you more," you said quickly before hanging up, not letting him get in the last 'I love you.'

~

Forty minutes later you found yourself on Bucky's lap on his living room floor. You two had abandoned the idea of the couch and chose to make a small fort with the couch as your scaffolding. There was a surprising amount of pillows and blankets surrounding the two of you, you had no idea Bucky even owned them all.

He sat with his back against the couch, your legs laid over his and your arms were around his neck, bringing his head down to your chest. He talked about his nightmare, sparing you the gruesome details, and once he was done he closed his eyes and leaned further into your chest, breathing in your scent. You gave the crown of his head a kiss and rested your head atop his. Comfortable silence washed over the two of you before you spoke up.

“You know what always makes me feel better?” you asked, lifting your head just enough to look down at him.

“What?” he mumbled into your chest. A soft smile graced your face at his cuteness.

“Ice cream and bad TV!” you announced excitedly before wiggling out of his grasp.

You did a little jog to his kitchen and reached down into the freezer to grab a small pint of ice cream you knew Bucky always kept stashed for you whenever you came around. Picking up two spoons and turning off all the lights in the apartment on your way, you quickly made your way back into the living room, lifting Bucky’s arms to situate yourself back into your position on his lap. You popped the lid of the small tub and handed it to Bucky along with a spoon. With your hands now free, you felt around in the dark for the remote and turned on the TV.

Waiting for the TV to completely turn on, you ate a spoonful of ice cream. You hummed at the taste of the cold sweetness coating your tongue. You gasped as you opened your eyes, finding Bucky scooping out some ice cream and lowering it to your mouth.

“Oh wait, let me make this cuter!” you squealed with your eyes wide.

Copying Bucky’s actions, you took a spoonful and lifted it to his lips, the both of you opening wide and feeding each other. You giggled at the cliché moment and Bucky couldn’t help but let out a chuckle at how adorable you were.

You turned back to the TV, lifting the remote in your hands to change the channel to anything but the news that was already playing on the screen. As you flipped through sports recaps, music channels, infomercials, and movies that were already almost over, you sighed.

“Ugh, there’s nothing good on. Maybe if I start from the end of the list there’ll be better stuff,” you huffed.

Before Bucky could register what you said you had already typed in the biggest number you could enter and began flipping down through channels. Surfing through the empty screens, you landed on one called HotNet and suddenly the screen was completely taken over by a pair of boobs which then cut to a woman on her back and a man on top of her, rutting into her at a slow pace, while her moans echoed throughout the apartment. You quickly shuffled with the remote, trying to turn the volume down from it’s loud setting, spooked at the loud, obscene noise coming from the speaker.

“Oh my gosh, I wasn’t expecting that,” you laughed into Bucky’s chest, “God, I hope your neighbors didn’t hear that.”

Bucky stared at the screen with wide eyes, hoping you would change the channel before noticing that the channel was in the On Demand section. You gasped through your laugh, collecting yourself before turning back to the TV and shaking your head.

“Jeez, I didn’t even know they still had porn like this on public television.” You looked back down at the remote, clicking the Guide button. Bucky’s heart stopped as the description took over the screen, the video still playing in the top right corner. In bold letters the words On Demand titled the card. Even worse, the bottom of the screen displayed a small box containing the information,

$19.99

purchased with debit card xxxx-9758

You furrowed your brows in confusion, realization slowly softening them, before a mischievous smirk took over your face. You lifted your head to look at Bucky, his face looked down at your lap, refusing to meet your eyes. You tapped the bottom of his chin with the remote, lifting his head to meet your gaze.

“Did you order TV porn, Jamie?” He could hear the teasing tone in your voice, and you only ever used that nickname when joking around, yet Bucky still felt extremely embarrassed. He felt as if he just got walked in on while touching himself. It didn’t help that it was you that saw it, he wanted to crawl in a hole and never look back.

“Ah, you’re blushing,” you squealed as you took his cheeks in your hands, “oh come on, it’s not that embarrassing Bucky.”

“Ugh, can we please pretend you didn’t just see that,” Bucky groaned, closing his eyes to escape your stare. He set down the ice cream next to him and lifted his forearm over his eyes.

You let out a breathy laugh, grabbing his shoulders to stabilize yourself and pushing up to swing your leg under you to the other side of his lap, you straddled him.

“Hey, it’s really not that bad. I mean we’ve had sex before Buck, I think you’d rather have me find this than Sam or someone else.” He let out another groan and lowered his head to lean against your neck.

“Angel, please don’t talk about Sam while you’re on top of me and there’s porn playing on the TV.”

You laughed and ran your hands down his arms, letting one of your hands run up behind his neck and weaving your fingers into his hair. You gripped the back of his head and gently tugged him back up to face you.

“Why,” you sang, deciding to have some fun with him in his flustered state, “is this turning you on?” you whispered the last part.

Before he could respond you leaned down and kissed him. You didn’t bother to start off slow as you usually would, Bucky could taste the hunger from every parting of your lips. His hands gripped your waist, you rocked your weight forwards to rub against him. Bucky’s head clouded, his senses felt overloaded in the best way possible, your movements mixed with the sounds of the moaning coming from the TV were getting him hot. You pulled back before getting too carried away, a smile on your swollen lips.

“So, baby, tell me about it.” You said. It was Bucky’s turn to furrow his brows and he cocked his head to the side in question, mind still foggy from the feeling of you grinding on him.

“What kind of porn do you watch?” you clarified, looking at him like you just asked what his favorite color was.

“Uhm, you want to know about that stuff?” Bucky looked at you with caution, feeling out if he should listen to you or not.

“Well, yeah. I mean I don’t know how it was back then, but most people nowadays watch porn. It’s not super taboo to talk about it,” you explained. You weren’t going to force him to talk about it if he really didn’t want to, but your desire to hear what Bucky was into was strong.

He hesitated for a moment, looking in your eyes and seeing curiosity clouded with lust. He cleared his throat.

“Well, pretty much this stuff,” he gestured with his hand to the TV before putting it back on your waist, “there’s this girl on there, she kinda looks like you, so I buy the videos with her.” He closed his eyes and internally groaned at his words, he didn’t mean to come off so perverted. God, you had already found his porn, the last thing he needed was for you to be thinking he was a creep.

“Y’know that’s actually kinda sweet,” you giggled, “what do you like about those videos?”

Feeling a bit more comfortable knowing you weren’t grossed out, Bucky continued.

“I like the ones where it’s dark and slow. It’s usually quiet and there’s candles and stuff,” he explained shyly. Of all the surprises that came with dating Bucky, you had to admit finding out he was into romantic porn was one of the biggest ones.

Bucky cleared his throat again before questioning you, “Do you watch porn?” He felt almost wrong asking that. He knew that women in this age were more sexually liberated, but the words still felt sticky in his mouth.

“Oh, yeah, of course I do.” Bucky seemed surprised at how casually you answered. He raised his eyebrows, silently asking you to go on.

“Well specifically, I actually really like the videos that are like this,” you said, your head looking down at you straddling him, he followed your gaze, taking in how nice you felt on his lap. You leaned forward, bracing your hands on his chest. Your faces were so close your noses were almost touching. You could feel his rapid heart beat under your palm and the quick rise and fall of his chest. “Do you ever watch the ones that look like this, Bucky?” He looked up at you and nodded with wide eyes, his pupils were blown and his mouth was open like he was searching for the words to respond.

You grasped his jaw in your hand, your thumb on his chin, and looked him in the eyes. You wanted nothing more than to jump his bones, but with the newfound knowledge you had, you took your time with your actions. Within the last five minutes, Bucky had revealed to you not only that he liked soft, romantic porn, but that he also watched a specific actress because she looks like you. The one goal in your head was to fulfill his fantasy the best you could at the moment.

With his head still in your hand, you held your eye contact as you let your knees move out, grinding yourself against his growing erection. He let out an involuntary whimper. That was the last straw. You pulled his face to yours, joining him in a hard, yet loving kiss. Your arms wrapped around his neck, pushing your chest against his, trying to get as close as possible.

Bucky’s dick was painfully hard. He couldn’t focus on anything but the feeling of you on top of him. His body felt like it was on fire, he was insatiably horny and couldn’t control the way his hips bucked up to grind with you. He felt like a horny teenager the way his mind was filled only with images of you naked, imagining you like that on top of him like you were now.

You slipped your tongue past his lips, keeping your pace slow as you glided it across and bit at his lower lip. A moan made its way out of your mouth and into his as you felt him buck up against you.

You slid your hands down his chest, fumbling with the hem of his shirt before his arms raised, giving you access to peel it off him, throwing it up on the couch. Bucky kissed down your neck, licking over the shell of your ear, and sucking at the center of your throat. He reached down and slipped his hands under your shirt, sliding up and down your waist before gliding up and lifting your shirt over your head, discarding it with his.

Bucky wasted no time reaching around you and unclipping your bra and dragging it down your shoulders. He cupped your breasts, squeezing them with his large hands before bringing you into another tender kiss. Despite your frantic movements, there was a spark of passion cracking through the air, the both of you desperate to feel each other closer.

You broke the kiss, breathing heavily and resting your forehead against his.

“I wanna make love to you, y/n, please, let me make love to you,” he groaned with a slight whine in his voice. He sounded like he was about to crack.

“Please, Bucky.”

You leaned back on your hands and lifted your hips, giving Bucky the room to pull down your shorts and panties in a few swift tugs. He quickly got up on his knees and pulled down his sweats and boxers, sitting back down and tugging them off his legs. You reached your arms forward, Bucky grabbing a hold of your wrists and pulling you back to straddle him again. You gasped at the feeling of his cock under your bare pussy, your wetness from all the grinding and kissing making you slide over him.

You leaned forwards, capturing his lips between yours and raising yourself up on your knees. Reaching under yourself, you gripped his cock, wet with your arousal, and lined him up with your cunt. Bucky gripped your hips as you sank down on him, using every ounce of self control to stop himself from rutting up into you. You stayed like that for a second, adjusting to the way he filled you. Seeing the remote lying on the floor, you grabbed it and slightly turned up the volume, only enough so that you and Bucky could hear the actress in the video being ravished by her co-star.

Bracing your hands on his shoulders, you began to slowly move up and down over him, riding him just as you had told him you liked to watch. His hands moved up from your waist, squeezing your tits, pinching your nipples in between his fingers. You let out a hiss as he rolled them between his fore finger and his thumb, tugging on and rubbing his thumbs over them. He reached around to grab your ass, squeezing and rubbing your cheeks and you used him to pleasure yourself.

You were a moaning mess over him and he wasn’t much different. The room was filled with the sounds of the porn playing on the TV mixed with the sounds of your own cries of pleasure. If the neighbors hadn’t been woken up by the TV, they sure were by you two.

Bucky sat back on his knees, his hands slid down to your thighs, moving your legs from under them and wrapping your legs around his back. His arms worked their way back up to wrap around your waist, bringing you ever so close. The new angle pushed him even deeper up into you. He buried his head in the crook of your neck, giving you access to all the sweet, desperate sounds falling from his lips.

You were now pushing up with your feet behind him, rolling your hips over his. The new technique made your clit rub over his pelvis, the sensation making you throw your head back and let out a deep moan. He took the opportunity to continue kissing your neck, going lower with every lick and bite. He sucked at your collarbone, leaving a deep purple mark in its place.

Suddenly, he was using his arms to lift you up, not pulling out of you, and laying you down on the blanket-covered floor. You instinctively locked your ankles together, pulling him closer as he thrusted into you. Bucky had his metal arm holding himself up while his flesh one squeezed your breasts, feeling them move with his thrusts. He lowered his head to your chest and licked one of your nipples, grazing his teeth over it before taking it in between his lips and sucking. Your hands flew to the back of his head, singing praises as you wove your fingers into his hair. He continued to alternate between your breasts, leaving love bites around them and sucking on their sensitive peaks.

You could feel your body buzz with anticipation, you were so close. The moans escaping your mouth were lewd and uncontrolled. Bucky wrapped his flesh hand around your waist, lifting your chest flush against his.

You snaked your arms around his neck, pulling yourself up to kiss him. Nothing felt better than making love with Bucky felt. This was definitely not the first time you two had been intimate, but none of those previous times had ever been like this. You could feel the passion flowing through his body into yours. You looked up at his form over you, how beautiful he looked with the light of the TV screen glistening against the beads of sweat on his forehead. There was absolutely nothing in the world compared to having him, in all his beauty, to yourself like this.

Bucky’s heart was exploding in his chest. What had started out as an embarrassing, nightmare-fueled night had turned into the most intimate experience he ever had in his life. Love was already established in your relationship, but Bucky had never truly made love to you. He looked down in awe at your disheveled state, at the way your hair was sticking to your forehead, at the way the only light in the room gave you an angelic glow. He wanted nothing more than to give himself completely to you, to make you come all over him.

He leaned his forehead against yours, pushing his face forward once every few seconds to kiss you. He was close, and he wanted you to come with him. He leaned into you even more, his cheek pressed against yours, his lips next to your ear.

“I love you so much, y/n, God, you feel so good. I love you, I love you,” Bucky’s voice was deep and strained, his words being emphasized by each push into your wet pussy. You let out another loud moan.

“I love you, James,” you whined as he hit your sweet spot, “I love you so much.”

Bucky’s hand wedged itself in between the two of you, his fingers finding your clit and gently rubbing it. You were completely overwhelmed, this is what it felt like to make love to someone. Your body began to shake and your breathing became erratic. Bucky thrusted harder, working to push you over the edge.

“I want you to come in me, Bucky,” you gasped as his thrusts got faster and lost their rhythm.

Your mouth turned open in a silent scream as you came. Bucky felt your walls clench around him, squeezing the life out of him. He let out a shaky groan as he fell over the edge. His eyes shut tight and his body tensed as he spilled into you.

Wrapping his metal arm around your back and securing your body to his, he rolled on his flesh shoulder onto his back. You went limp against him, laying your head on his chest, listening to his heart beat slow down. He was still buried within you, connected to you. Letting your eyelids fall shut, you savored the feeling of being full of him and his love.

You lifted your head to kiss his jaw.

“I’m glad you called me, Bucky. I love you.”

“I am too, doll. I love you more.”

[bruhstories]

Sticky, Saccharine & Sinful

Summary: Professor Jaeger asks his assistant to come over and grade some papers. Pairing: Zeke Jaeger x Fem!Reader (modern AU) Warnings & Content: language, protected sex, fingering, oral sex (female & male receiving), spanking, daddy kink, bossy Zeke, bratty Reader, tying up, bit of an age gap but no underage shit (we don’t do that here) Word Count: 2.5 k

A/N: Huehuehue guess who finally wrote a daddy kink smut? Also I have looped Cherry Cola by Kuwada the entire time i wrote, proofread and formatted this bitch, I think it works with the atmosphere

"Y/N, I'm gonna need you to help me grade some papers later today." Professor Jaeger pushed his glasses with his index finger as he looked up from his book.

"You got it, boss!" You nodded as you entered the staff lounge room at Stohess Uni, two cups in your hands.

"How many times do I have to tell you to call me Zeke?" The man sighed. “Or at least call me professor.”

"But I'm your assistant, you're my superior, that makes you my boss, boss." Sarcasm dripping down your tongue as you placed his coffee down the table. "All black, two cubes of sugar."

"Thank you. And yes, technically I am your boss, but you're, what, six years younger than me?"

"Seven and a half." You pouted.

You've been working at Stohess University for a little over a year now as Zeke Jaeger's assistant. He was the best philosophy teacher, as well as head of the department, and you nailed your internship interview, aspiring to be like him one day. He even taught you Ethics during your masters, and currently you were doing your PhD research under his coordination. The man was a genius in his field, and you didn't dare disappoint him, but your personalities always clashed. He was calm and collected, you were bubbly and all over the place. He was nice and polite, you were sarcastic and rude. Zeke knew you'd make a horrible teacher for children, but undergraduate students would adore you.

"How can you drink hot coffee in this heat wave?" You asked him as you fanned someone's epistemology essay to cool yourself off.

"It's actually been proven that warm drinks hydrate better than cold ones during summertime." He inhaled the scent of freshly brewed coffee before taking the essay out of your hand.

"Whatever you say, boss." You shrugged and gulped on your iced tea, a few glistening amber drops dripping from the corners of your mouth, down your chin and your neck. "Ah, shit." You wiped the tea with the back of your hand, not catching Zeke watching you curiously. "Why did the AC have to break down today of all days?"

"Dunno." He shrugged and immersed himself back into his book. "Oh, I hope you don't mind coming to my place to grade the papers? I don't think you'll be able to focus in this heat. Besides, I want to take a look at your latest PhD chapter." Jaeger told you absentmindedly, eyes glued to the pages in front of him.

"Sure thing–"

"Don't say it."

"Boss."

"Jesus Christ..."

You adored pissing your ex-professor off, but deep down, Zeke couldn't deny the fact that he loved the authority he had over you. You were a very alluring woman, after all, and any sane man would kill to be as close to you as he was, let alone boss you around like he did. And he had the strong feeling you acted like a brat around him on purpose. You took your leave after downing the rest of your beverage, going to the library to borrow some books for your own research.

•°☆°•☆•°☆°•

You rang the intercom and waited for Zeke to let you inside the building, dragging your feet down the hallway, tired from carrying so much shit with you – laptop, books, essays, papers, pens and highlighters – you were a walking, talking stationery shop and one could only wonder how someone with such a petite frame was so strong. Zeke waited in the doorway and took some of your things, relieving the weight as you sighed.

"Coffee?" He guided you to his kitchen.

"Water, please." You plopped on a chair and unbuttoned the first three heart-shaped buttons of your lilac shirt, tiny beads of sweat bundled up at your collarbone.

"You sure? I'll be keeping you up all night." Jaeger laughed. He was obviously talking about the papers, but to you, the sentence had a different innuendo — not that you minded, you had your fair share of sinful fantasies with the older man. Come to think of it, you were wondering why he was single. Zeke was undoubtedly an attractive man, he could have any woman he wanted. Yet you’ve never seen him on a date, never seen a picture of a woman when you accidentally glanced at his phone, never heard him talk about a significant other.

"Hey, mind if I smoke?" You asked, noticing the ashtray on his table.

"Not at all, I'll join you." He sat opposite you, mug of coffee in his hand. You pulled out a pack of pink cigarettes from your backpack and placed one between your lips, pocketing your jeans for a lighter. His hand extended over the table, lighter in his hand, and you slightly bent your head forward, eyes glued to his. You inhaled the smoke, not breaking eye contact, and exhaled with a sigh. Something about Zeke lighting up your cigarette made your little cunt tingle.

"Thanks, boss." The corners of your lips turned into a barely visible smirk. You really, really liked to tick him off.

"Don't mention it." He told you before lighting his own cigarette. What, no comeback? No objection? "How's your paper going?"

"It's... going." You shrugged.

"You haven't written anything in your last chapter, have you?"

"No, I have," you half-whined, "it's just that I can't find my words. I think I encountered writer's block."

"'S alright, we'll figure something out." Zeke pulled a stack of papers from his briefcase and dropped it on the table.

"Wow, no shit you need help, that's a lot of papers." You twirled the cigarette between your fingers before taking one final puff and crushing it in the glass ashtray.

"Told you." He picked his resting cigarette back from the ashtray. "You can do the first years."

"I'd rather do something else." You whispered to yourself, eyes almost rolling at the back of your head.

"What was that?"

"Nothing, boss. First years, got it." Your manicured fingers pulled the stack of papers closer to you. The exams were already annotated according to subject and year and you took everything you needed before shoving them back to Zeke.

•°☆°•☆•°☆°•

You were bored out of your mind, fiddling with the red pen in your hand and tapping your fingers on the table with no particular rhythm. It was already dark outside and you barely finished a quarter of your stack while Zeke was halfway through his.

"Could you please stop that?" He asked you without even bothering to look at you.

"Why?"

"It's annoying."

With a groan you rolled your eyes and stopped tapping your fingers, instead opting to fidget your leg, bouncing it up and down under the table. The wooden furniture shook at the movement and Zeke sighed, putting the pen down.

"I understand you're bored, but if you want to be a professor, this is part of the job description."

"I know, I know, but, like, can we take a break? Please? We've been at it for two and a half hours now and I'm just so bored." You looked at him with puppy eyes and a pout on your plump lips.

"Ugh, fine. What do you want to do?"

"I dunno. Got any board games?"

"Only a pack of playing cards." Zeke shrugged.

"Perfect! Literally anything is better than this. I mean look at what this kid wrote: the ship of Theseus ARE a thought experiment. Can you believe it? How can a nineteen-year-old not know proper grammar?"

"Careful, Y/N," he chuckled, "you made a pretty embarrassing error during your masters, too."

"Nooo, don't bring that up!" You got up and walked to the freezer, scanning the contents.

"Why not? It's funny."

"Yeah, for you." You rolled your eyes. "But I still proved my worth." You triumphantly told him, tongue playfully poking out of your mouth from behind the freezer door. Ugh, you were so cute, made to be ravaged. Your eyes settled on the single raspberry popsicle and you picked it up, closing back the door. "Can I have this?" Oh, he knew exactly what you were doing.

"Of course."

With Zeke's approval, you unwrapped the plastic, revealing the rose-tinted dessert, swirling your tongue around its tip. You were a sight for sore eyes, (not so) innocently licking at the popsicle, your gaze on him and his growing bulge. He didn't even bother hiding it, instead relaxing in the chair and drinking you in. It was no mistake that Zeke invited you over, and you weren't stupid enough to believe it was a mistake.

"Do you... want some?" You trailed off as the once cold dessert began melting from your hot lips.

"If you'd be so kind." He patted his lap and you accepted the invitation. His bulge was comfortably uncomfortable against your ass, and you put the popsicle onto his lips, one arm draped around his shoulder. Zeke's tongue moved languidly around the sweet snack and you leaned in, your own tongue licking both the dessert and his lips. It was sticky and saccharine and sinful, and your poor pussy couldn't take it anymore.

"Do you wanna fuck me, daddy?" You naively asked him. He wasn't surprised in the slightest by the name, already suspecting you had daddy issues, in fact counting on it.

"I very much do." His hands were already roaming your body. The popsicle was almost gone, and you deepthroated the last bit, taking the little stick out of your mouth with a pop. Finally, he crushed his lips onto yours and you could tell he had experience. You dropped the stick on the tiled floor, twisting your body to better straddle him. Zeke unbuttoned your shirt as you slowly began grinding your hips against his bulge, earning a groan from him. "Ugh, you bad girl." He threw his head back as you loosened the tie around his neck.

"Are you going to punish me?" You slowly, too slowly unbuttoned his shirt.

"What’s the point of a punishment if you’re going to enjoy it?" He mused, unclasping your bra. You had goosebumps all over your skin and Zeke took one of your nipples in his hot mouth, a hand pinching your other one. You whimpered at the slight stinging sensation

"Does it m-matter if I enjoy it?" His touch became rougher, almost animalistic.

"Of course," he stopped sucking your swollen, oversensitive nipple, "otherwise you won't learn your lesson." You got up and turned around, your back against him, taking your jeans and underwear off, bending down and exposing your cunt to him. "You're going to be the death of me, Y/N." Zeke shook his head, removing his own trousers.

"Allow me." You tucked your fingers behind the waistband of his boxers, pulling them down as you kneeled in front of him. His throbbing cock tapped your face after finally being unleashed from its textile cage.

"I suspected you were big, but this? This is too good." You sneered at his member, mesmerised by its size.

"Just shut up and suck it." Zeke pretty much commanded you and you wet your lips, pressing your tongue against the velvety tip. You worked your way around his shaft, enjoying this more than you should've. You pulled back, a string of saliva and precum attached to your lips as you looked up at him.

"Am I doing good, daddy?"

"So good." He grabbed a fistful of your hair and pushed your head back. You eagerly sucked and slurped until he got bored of your mouth around his cock. Zeke pulled you up, spun you around and bent you over the table. He brought your wrists together and tied them up behind your back with his tie before taking a step back and admiring the view. Ass up, face down, just like he loved it. His foot pushed yours to the side, spreading your legs for him before he gave you a good slap over your ass cheeks. You shot up with a moan but his hand forced you back down against the table.

"I think I know exactly how to punish you." Zeke announced, two fingers spreading your folds as his tongue dove inside of you, lapping at your wet cunt.

"Oh, God!" You groaned in pleasure. No man has ever eaten you out like he did. Most guys did it as a chore. Zeke? He was enjoying every single bit of it, passionately fingering you, his tongue moving in ways you didn't think were possible. "Ah, fuck– so good! Daddy, please! I'm coming!"

The way he venomously laughed told you that no, you were not going to come any time soon. Just as you were about to let loose, Zeke stopped, removing his fingers, another slap on your ass. Tears pooled at your Y/E/C eyes, frustration written all over your face. "No, no, no!"

"I told you, Y/N, you're a bad, bad girl." He bent over and whispered in your ear, his cock pressing against your entrance, his hand in your hair.

"Oh, pleaseee, I need to come! Will you let me come?"

"Hm, it depends." Jaeger straightened his back, hands resting on your hips. "Did you learn your lesson?"

"Yes, yes, daddy, I did! I promise I'll be good!" You tried to turn around to look at him, oblivious to what he was doing behind your back, cheeks crimson, droplets of sweat on your forehead.

"Convincing enough." He shrugged and you heard the condom snap against his cock.  Unexpectedly and without any warning, the man thrusted into your wet cunt and you, again, shot up, but he pinned you back. "Stay fucking put, you little whore." Zeke demanded and you tried, you really tried, but your body had a mind of its own. "I see you refuse to learn."

"No, no, please!" You slammed your face onto the table, squishing your cheek in the process, desperate and helpless.

"That's better." He concluded, sarcasm dripping down his tongue as he rammed his cock deeper into you. The silken walls clenched around his hard member, and he grunted, no other woman pleasing him like your tight pussy did. "You like it when I take you from behind, you filthy slut?"

"Yes– oh my God, YES!" You bucked your hips against his for more pressure and pain.

"What would my students think if they saw you getting fucked like this on their papers?"

"Ah– I don't c-care!"

"What would the headmaster say if she knew you fuck your superior and- ugh- coordinator?" Jaeger thrusted harder and faster.

"Please, Zeke-"

His hand found its way to your neck, tightly squeezing it.

"Wrong name, Y/N."

"Shit, daddy!"

"That's right, I'm your fucking daddy and hell will freeze before someone else fucking touches you!"

"Fuc-k, fuuuck!" You both howled and panted as you climaxed, your entire bodies quivering. Zeke pulled out of you, carefully removing the rubber from his cock and giving you another slap on your perky ass cheeks. You stood up, arms still tied around your back, turned on your heels and pecked him on his cheek, giggling like a schoolgirl, marvelled by the fact that he chose you over anyone else.

"You know what, Y/N? Now that I've found you, I'm never going to let you go." He promised.

"I'm all yours, boss."

[drakenology]

I Hate Everything About You - Dabi

warnings: ANGST, smut, daddy kink, mentions of rape,violence, AND swearing (cause im a potty mouth)

author’s note: this lil story is inspired by my favorite song I Hate Everything About You by Three Days Grace. im a lil emo bitch ok? I recommend listening to the song to get a better perspective of how the emotions of the lyrics and the story goes hand in hand. the chorus goes like “I hate everything about you. why do i love you?” and I immediately thought of something angsty and raw to write. hope yall enjoy! this one might be a little long.

summary: You and Dabi have worked together as villians for as long as you can remember but you two don’t get along at all. is this truly hatred or is this repressed feelings coming to surface?

You hated heroism. You viewed it as weak and meaningless. When both of your parents were murdered by an anonymous killer and no one came to their rescue when they could very well have been saved, something dark took over your spirit. You snapped. At the tender age of 17, your parents did not receive justice for the act of violence committed against them. The police told you there “wasn’t enough evidence” and that the killer had most likely killed himself.

There were simply too many holes in the case for it to be solved. Obviously this infuriated you. So much in fact that you planned to blow up the entire police precinct.

And you did.

Now being on the run at only 17 you fell into a life of crime, committing yourself to being a villain who killed police officers off duty earning yourself the villain name “Cop Killer” from the authorities. Not to mention your very dangerous quirk called “Leech”. You were able drain anyone you gazed at of their blood, the gaze having to be completely focused on the person’s eyes. Once concentrated enough it becomes hard for the person to look away from you. To trigger your quirk, you have to say the word “leech” in order to essentially stop the flow of someone’s blood to their heart; their blood being extracted from their veins to yours. The blood only made your quirk stronger as you can now manipulate it and use it in combat. You had enough control to where you could take a little or take it all. The stolen blood was also good for increasing your stamina and speed for a short period, manifesting a weapon with the blood you stole and of course leeching the person of their blood entirely, instantly killing them. The murders you committed granted you the number one spot of Japan’s wanted list. You were also the youngest assasin in Japan at the time so you had to move around a lot. You spent your teenage years living in abandoned buildings and sketchy motels; robbing, stealing and of course murdering for survival.

The day you met the League of Villains was your 23rd birthday. As a treat to yourself, you had cornered one of the dirtiest cops you had ever encountered. He was a known sex trafficker, a thief as well as a disgusting rapist. You had him right where you wanted him; wearing a disguise to hide your true visage in order to avoid being recognized. You had pretended to be a love interest to the cop, sitting in the seedy hotel room he rented to have a little “privacy” with you.

“Oh baby, you don’t know what you do to me. I wanna see that pretty little mouth of yours around my cock. Get on your knees for me.” The police man said, the sleazy bastard unbuckling his belt. You nod, secretly being disgusted by this man. But you had to keep your cool. You got down on your knees and took his hard cock into your hands and pumped, looking him directly in the eyes as you did so.

“Yeah, baby. You’re so hot.” He groaned, keeping his eyes locked on yours almost instinctively as sweat collected on his brow.

“Thanks.. but your time’s up, you sick fuck.” you say, standing up on your feet. You straddle him, watching the cop’s eyes become terrified as he finally realizes who you really are.

“Leech.” You say as you watched your quirk take effect. The reaction was instant as he starts to gasp and grab at his heart, clinging onto his last minutes of life as he died on the hotel bed. You moan as his blood is transferred into yours, creating a dagger out of his blood. You slice his neck, licking whatever was left off of his cold throat. You laugh, searching his dead body to take whatever he had on his person; money, personal possessions and his gun. Just as you’re about to get up and leave you get the feeling that you aren’t alone. You turn and see none other than the villain you had seen all over local news.

Shigaraki. 

He chuckles dryly, admiring your work at killing the cop underneath you.

“Well done, little girl.” He said, peering over your shoulder to get a good look at the mess you made of him. You go to ask how the hell he got into the room until you hear the sound of police sirens blaring outside. 

“We have the entire hotel surrounded. There are Heros on the way to assist us. Surrender now or face the consequences.” You hear the cops say on a megaphone.

“Shit.” You mumble, quickly grabbing your things; planning your escape in your head.

“Listen, I’ve admired your work since your attack on that police station, Cop Killer.” Shigaraki said. “We could use someone like you in the League of Villains. My friend Kurogiri here can get us both out of here in one piece. But only with your consent of course.”

You think for a moment. You’d rather make a smooth escape than risk being arrested. So you agree. 

“We’ll explain everything once we get back to base.” Kurogiri says, morphing himself through the cracks of the door. 

Kurogiri takes both you and Shigaraki and consumed you both into his portals, leading you to the secret hide-out of the League of Villains. You look around, your vision a little hazy from being in the dark portal. You see a few other people standing in the lobby. A guy with a weird mask on with two sides on it eagerly introduced himself as Twice. You see a cute girl that looked a little young to be in a place like this. 

“Toga Himiko. Nice to meet ya. Hey, you’re way prettier in person. The police drawing of you is really unflattering.” She says, waving at you. You smile meekly as you turn away to see this guy standing at the corner of the bar. He had burn scars all over his face and neck, dark hair and the most mysterious eyes you’ve ever seen. You met his gaze when you noticed him staring at you, sizing you up. You found his stare threatening and kind of alluring. You almost couldn’t look away. 

“Don’t stare at me for too long, Cop Killer. I know what those eyes can do.” He said sarcastically, not even caring to introduce himself. He felt familiar, like you’ve known him for a long time. You rolled your eyes and walked over to Shigaraki. 

“Look, if you think just because you got me out of a tight spot that I’m just gonna beg to work for you, you’re wrong. I work alone.” You said, adjusting the top of your outfit. 

“I know. But today that changes. You see, we’ve been watching you, Cop Kill-” He says, interrupted by your loud groan.

“My name is Y/N. Please just call me by my name. My mother didn’t name me Cop Killer.” You demand, folding your arms in protest. 

“But that’s what you are, Y/N. Don’t be ashamed.” Shigaraki says, inching closer to you. “Look, the services of the League of Villains aren’t free. We helped you. Now you help us. You understand don’t you, Y/N?” 

You sigh, wishing you had just leapt out of a nearby window back at the hotel instead of taking help from this creep. 

“Fine.” You say, looking down at your shoes. 

“Wonderful.” Shigaraki says, walking away from you. “Oh and one more thing. I hate back talkers.”

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A few months pass and you’re well acquainted with all the villains of the organization. You were all usually partnered up for missions; you always alternating between Toga and Dabi, who had finally told you his “name”. You grew to be pestered by Dabi. You’d much rather be paired up with Toga than Dabi any day since you and Dabi just could not get along, you both arguing like an old married couple at every mission. You couldn’t stand him. His cockiness, his elitist attitude, his aloofness. He hated you because of your attitude, you thinking you knew better than everyone else. He thought you were a spoiled brat who hasn’t done anything remarkable to even earn a spot in the League. To you, he was everything you despised about some men. 

One night you were all playing a friendly game of Blackjack; which seemed to be a ritual between the members. Shigaraki didn’t bother playing but Kurogiri always seemed to watch. 

“Ugh.. Fold. What do I have to do to get a decent fucking hand, huh?” Twice said, his two voices seeming to contrast in differing personality. You laugh, slamming down a perfect hand worth 21. 

“I stand, bitches.” You say, winning yet another round. 

“I’m bored.” Dabi says, standing up and leaving the table. 

“Oh don’t be like that, Dabi. Come back!” Toga says, throwing her cards down. She sighs and stands up from the table. “Well, I guess that’s it. I’m goin to bed. Nighty night, Y/N. Twice.” Everyone went their separate ways. You walk into your room and change into something more comfortable and walk outside to get some air. To your dismay, Dabi was already standing outside in the same spot you liked to chill and think. 

“Yo.” He says, referring to you. You roll your eyes and walk over to him. 

“What?” You say, annoyed to the point where you just want to turn around and go back inside. 

“Aw, what’s wrong, Cop Killer? Don’t like me?” He asks, inching closer to you to whisper in your ear. You stand still for a moment and lunge at him, grabbing his throat and pushing him against the wall. 

“Stop fucking testing me.” You say sternly, looking him deeply in the eyes with the intention to kill. 

“Careful, little girl. You might just turn me on.” He says, grabbing your arm and pushing you back. You freeze, stunned at the sudden harsh movement from the tall man in front of you. ”You’re 5′4′’, sweetheart. If I wanted to, I could end you without even using my quirk. You ‘oughta be nicer to me.” 

You get angrier by the second, yelling and screaming about how much you hate him all while trying to take jabs at him, throwing punches at his face. Dabi dodges every swing, smirking at your abilities. He was impressed, but he’d never tell you that. 

“Huh. Keep it up and you might actually hit me.” He teased, swinging back at you, landing right on your jaw. You stumble and collect yourself, charging towards him once more. You were certain you’d hit him, the blood from someone you’ve killed earlier that day increasing your speed. 

“Fuck you.” You hiss, taking another swing at him and connect, landing right on his cheek. He smirks, wiping blood from his mouth. You get cocky and go for another punch only for him to dodge you. He grabbed your arm and twisted it, pinning you against the brick wall in front of him with your back facing him. 

“When?” He asked in your ear, sending shivers down your spine. You hated that he could so easily overpower you, making you despise him even more. He releases you from his grip and stands close to you; you feeling the warmth of his skin radiating from his body. 

“Listen. You hate me and quite frankly I can’t stand you either. But you don’t see me attacking you. Try it again and I won’t be so nice next time, little girl.” Dabi said, grabbing your face to daringly look into your poisonous eyes to mock your quirk. You focus, ready to end this asshole. Suddenly his lips crash into yours. At first, you’re disgusted and fucking pissed. But then you feel yourself start involuntarily melting into his kiss. So you kiss him back with no shame, all bitter feelings leaving your mind as the kiss gets more intense. You feel his hands groping and caressing your body, his hands exploring to stop at your neck; wrapping it around. You gasp, feeling yourself get hot. 

“The first time I saw you, I thought you were the hottest girl I’ve ever seen. And then you spoke. And I couldn’t stand you. But I couldn’t shake this feeling of wanting to bend you over and punish you for your slick mouth. You need a good hard dicking to keep your mouth shut and I’m the one to give it to you. That’s what you want too, isn’t it?” He asked, starting to kiss your neck harshly. You moan, embarrassed at his words. He was right. You found him attractive as soon as you saw him but his attitude rubbed you the wrong way. But right here and now, you realize that you might have been hiding your true feelings behind a façade of hatred. You wanted him too and you couldn’t stand it. 

“I’m talking to you, Y/N.” He persists, biting into your neck. You mewl, shocked at how good he was making you feel. You almost couldn’t believe you were in this situation. It was confusing but formalities could come later. You wanted him now. 

“Yes, Dabi. I wanted you to fuck me the first time I saw you.” You say quietly, feeling him reach under your shirt and bra to grab at your naked breast. You bit your lip, feeling slick pool between your legs as you fall victim to his touch. 

“Get inside and go in my room. I expect you to have nothing on when I get there. Understood?” He demands, pinching your nipple lightly. You gasp, nodding at his request. 

“Words. You’ve already made me angry with that stunt you pulled punching me in the face. I wouldn’t try me further.” He said, grabbing your hair and pulling it to expose more of your neck. You moan, unable to control yourself suddenly. It’s like he knew exactly what to do to turn you on. Fucking asshole.

“Y-Yes, daddy- I-I mean Dabi.” You flush. Damn. You couldn’t believe you let that slip. He laughs, kissing your lips once more as he lets you go. 

“Daddy works just fine.” Dabi says smirking, watching you stumble towards the door to go back inside. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. You knew you should just go into your own room but, God you wanted to see what he’d do to you for almost punching him. You wondered how rough he’d be, your panties soaking at the thought as you gulp and open his room door. You sat on his bed and took off your clothes, leaving your underwear on to tease him. Suddenly his door opens and it’s him. He looked you up and down, loving what he saw. But to his dismay you had on too many clothes still. 

“I thought I told you to get naked, little girl.” Dabi said, pushing you onto his bed. He stood above you, running his fingers down your stomach and stopping at the waistband of your panties. You shudder at his cold fingers. 

“You never said naked.” You tease, looking back at him. He frowns, shaking his head. 

“Man, you just love pushing my buttons don’t you? You’re gonna regret teasing me so much.” He says, pulling your panties down roughly, holding them up to his face. He smirked at the wet spot he saw on them, throwing them onto the ground. “This is gonna be fun.”

You hiss as he slid one measly finger inside you while rubbing your bundle of nerves with his thumb, the single finger not being enough to satisfy your craving for that certain pleasurable stretch. Somehow though, Dabi was making you feel good with that one finger. You roll your hips for more friction only to have Dabi hold you down with his other hand. 

“Stop squirming so much. It makes you look desperate, doll.” He teased earning a whine from you. As if to be a little forgiving he adds another finger, watching your face twist up in pleasure. You were visually trying to hide your moans, Dabi not liking that at all. 

“Come on now. It’s no fun if you don’t scream for me. Let everyone here know how good I make you feel.” He said, halting his movements. You nod, moaning loudly as he adds a third finger. Any shame or embarrassment is gone as he worked you up to your first orgasm. You grab at his sheets, trying to move for more friction only to once more be overpowered by Dabi. 

“You don’t listen too well do you? I said stop squirming. You’ll have your fill but good girls wait to cum. Understand? I expect you to address me correctly this time.” He says, grabbing your face to make you look at him. Something about knowing you could kill him with your eyes turned him on, because he knew he could keep you from doing so. All he had to do was please you, knowing you won’t be able to focus on anything but screaming his name let alone his eyes. 

“Y-Yes daddy.” You mewl, your eyes rolling back as he pulled out one of your breasts, sucking on your nipple harshly. The sound of your moans was music to Dabi’s ears, the only thing he ever wanted to hear come out of your mouth. He cooed praises into your ear, telling you hot sexy you are and how et your pussy is just for him. He crawls on top of you, pulling his fingers out of you as you whine at the sudden loss. He kissed you, ripping your bra off. He sat up and stared at the gorgeous naked woman underneath him. 

“You’re so hot when you’re not talking shit.” He says, playing with your boobs. He was unsure of where to start. He wanted to please every inch of your lovely curves, his eyes drinking in your hips up to your beautiful breasts. He nearly drooled at the sight of them, your nipples seeming to perk up when he looked at them. You stare back at the man on top of you, his scars almost complimenting his skin as you watched him take off his shirt. You bit your lip as you feel a nice sized bulge grind up against your dripping core. You didn’t even notice that his pants were off, drooling at the sight of his body overpowering yours. He grinded up against you, leaning in close to your ear. 

“Ready to get fucked, sweetheart?” He asked, nibbling on your ear lobe. 

“Yes, god, yes!” You gasp, feeling him take off his boxers. He positioned his dick at your entrance, tapping it against you to tease you. You moan, going to grab his cock and shove it inside you but you think twice, already in trouble with him. Dabi smirks, excited to break you as he shoved himself inside you and started to rut his hips into you. You moan sinfully at the sudden stretch, loving how he filled you. You feel him speed up, not even fully adjusted to his length as you clawed at his back for dear life. 

“You’re takin me so well, doll.” He said, grabbing your neck to lightly choke you. Your eyes roll back as you reveal a sinful ahegao face while he pounds you senseless. You’re moaning his name and telling him how good he feels inside you, cussing and screaming into the air as you feel yourself coming close to cumming.

“C-Can I-?” You ask, unable to finish your sentence as you feel yourself clenching around him. Dabi is relentlessly prodding at your g-spot, causing you to see stars as he notices he’s hitting that special spot. He smirks and angles himself so that he’s repeatedly hitting that spot, watching you cover your mouth as you scream. He snatched your hand away from your mouth and pinned it above your head. 

“Tell me you’re sorry for punching me, kitten.” He demands, harshly pinching your nipples. You shake your head no to tease him. “No? Must need more convincing, huh brat?” He pulls out of you, you letting out a pathetic sob at the loss. He roughly flips you on your stomach and plants a hard smack on your ass. You yelp, your pussy aggravated as it throbs at the feeling of pleasure. He yanks you towards him and shoves himself back inside you, you laying flat on your stomach. You kick and scream under him, feeling him so deep it blinds you. 

“Oh my god, daddy!” You whine, shoving your face into your pillow as he assaults your g-spot. 

“Say it.” He demands, landing another hard smack on your ass this one sure to leave a mark. 

“I-I’m sorry! Fuck, I’m sorry!” You scream, desperate for release. 

“Good girl.” He hisses. Dabi grabs your hair and lifts your head off the pillow wanting to hear the last moans you can give before you cum. 

“Go ‘head and cum for me. You’ve earned it.” He says. And just like that you clench around him hard, your orgasm washing over your body as you cum all over his dick. He rides out your orgasm, only to continue pounding you earning a sharp yelp from you as you throw your head into the pillow again.

“You didn’t think it was over did you? That’s cute.” He said, taking you further. At this point you’re overstimulated, the pleasure almost painful as he worked you to another orgasm. 

“God, I love you!” You scream to his delight as you cum quicker than your mind can keep up. 

“I love you too. Even though you’re fucking annoying.” He hisses, unable to hold himself back anymore. He cums hot inside you, grunting as he slaps your ass one last time before pulling himself out. You moan softly, breathing heavily as he cleaned you up. He kissed up your body, you unable to move from being completely fucked out of your mind. 

“When you socked me, I knew you were a keeper.” He laughed. 

“Shut up.” You say, smiling into your pillow. 

“HEY, YOU TWO DONE IN THERE? YOU COULD HAVE WOKEN UP THE ENITRE CITY WITH ALL THAT RACKET!” Twice shouted through the walls, turning your face red with shame. 

“SHUT UP AND MIND YOUR FUCKING BUSINESS!” Dabi yelled back, rubbing soft circles on your ass to soothe his harsh marks on both cheeks. 

bitch i.. i’m sick. 

[peach-pops]

Hello! Do you remember "Dating a Hothead/easily angered girlfriend" blog from anonymous? Can I request for Akaashi, Kageyama, Ushijima, Sugawara, and Tsukishima of how will they react to their s/o? Thank you! I really really really love that blog! It really reminds me of me of being sassy 😂. Anyways, sorry for bothering you *bows*

Author’s note: UGH Im so sorry this took me so long to get out! I only did Kageyama and Akaashi cause I wanted a bit of a contrast hope that’s okay! Also, I wanna point out that there’s nothing wrong with defending yourself, even if things do get violent. I don’t condone violence I’m just saying to protect yourself in the best way possible! 

Here’s the first part!

Akaashi and Kageyama with a Hotheaded Girlfriend

-Akaashi-

Akaashi knows how angry you get so he always does his best to try and make sure everything goes smoothly to avoid any casualties

BUT Akaashi can’t control every little thing and he realizes this fairly early in your relationship

I’m a full believer that Bokuto loves raves and clubbing and because of this, he usually drags you and Akaashi along

One night you three and a couple of other Fukurodani members are out clubbing and immediately, Akaashi surveys the room: where are the exits? Where’s the bathroom? Which group looks like trouble? Where did his girlfriend and best friend go???

He spots a group of girls near the bar that are a part of a bachelorette party who are a bit rowdy but he kinda brushes them off cause there’s nothing threatening about six girls wearing cheap wedding veils

You guys get your own private table in the corner ( bless Konoha and his connections) and after an hour or two of drinking and dancing, you take the initiative to go buy the next round of drinks cause that’s just club etiquette and you’re lowkey ballin

Let’s get it miss independent !!!! 😤 😤 😤

Akaashi offers to go with you but you tell him to watch Bokuto cause he might bust his head from dancing on the table

Once you make it to the bar, you decide just to order a pretty expensive bottle for the table because you’re not confident in your ability to carry six shots back without spilling it everywhere

You pay for the bottle and start making your way back to the table when you see the bridal party from earlier hanging out at your table. You see two girls laughing side by side with Bokuto (ok my dude get some) BUT THEN you search for Akaashi and sure enough, you see him visibly uncomfortable as the ‘soon to be bride’ tries sitting in your mans lap.

Akaashi looks up and he’s conflicted cause he wants your help to get this drunk girl off of him but he also knows you’re crazy and you might kill her in the process

“ Your hair looks so sexy pushed back! Has anyone ever told you that before?”

“ Please go away, my girlfriend is coming and she won’t be happy-”

“ Aw girlfriend? No fair why are the cute ones always taken?”

“ Aren’t you getting married?”

You’re gripping the bottle so tight in your hands and Akaashi can see it in your eyes that you are soooo close to hitting this bitch over the head with the bottle

He already knows exactly what you’re thinking and he’s pleading with you not to just with his eyes

Would you kill a girl over sitting in your mans lap? Yeah probably I mean you were fucking crazy

BUT since you could see how serious Akaashi was, you loosened your grip on the bottle and placed it on the table. Before the bride could even look over, you had already lightly nudged pushed her off of Akaashi’s lap and sat down on your boyfriend as if to claim him

“ What is your problem, you didn’t have to push me!” The bride whined as she got off the floor but you kept your glare on her

Akaashi squeezed your thigh to try and calm you down but maybe it was because of the alcohol so you just clenched your fists even tighter

“ You’re lucky all I did was push you. I can’t believe you’re about to get married and you’re trying to straddle my fucking boyfriend!”

Akaashi can feel how tense you are so he sits you on the inside of the booth so he can be in the middle between the girl and you. At this point, you’re sitting next to Bokuto and he’s laughing nervously cause he’s never seen you act like this before but he’s a ride or die so hes automatically team Y/N

“ Are you threatening me?”

“ Yeah, I am. What are you going to do about it?”

“ Y/N stop-”

“ Yeah, listen to your boyfriend bitch.”

“ WHO THE HELL ARE YOU CALLING A BITCH?!”

Before you can lunge over the table, Akaashi keeps his arm out and blocks you from doing so. He turns to the girl and bows his head, trying not to let his own anger consume him,” I think you should leave.”

“ And what if I don’t want to?” The soon to be bride pokes bitterly as she attempts to wrap her arm around Akaashi’s shoulders,” what is your girlfriend gonna do, hit me?”

She’s right, you can’t launch yourself across the table and your arm doesn’t have the reach but you had alternatives. You grabbed a half-drunken glass of some brown rum and you flung the alcohol into the girls face

Everyone at the table was SHOCKED, lowkey including you cause you didn’t even mean to throw the drink in her face it just happened YOU SWEAR it was just an instinct

Who could blame you I mean you were so mad plus you had been watching so many compilations of “ Best Housewives Fights from Bravo” that it was the first thing you could think of

Akaashi, bless him and his brilliant mind, immediately blocked your body with his because the soon to be bride tries climbing into the booth to beat you up and Bokuto also has a protective grip on your wrist to stop you from killing her

LUCKILY before you could spill any blood, security comes and forces the girl to leave your table

At first, you thought Akaashi was mad at you so you kind of pout and tell him how sorry you were but Akaashi doesn’t even care he just makes sure you’re okay

In his head, he knows maybe you were in the wrong for pushing the girl but he would never admit it outloud cause he values his life

My heart swoons for this man

Bokuto on the other hand is slapping your back and shaking your shoulders going,” Holy crap Y/N that was AWESOME!!!”

-Kageyama-

You and Kageyama had only recently started dating so he probably doesn’t have any idea how mad you could get. He’s seen a few times where you’ve gotten upset over school or your family problems but he still didn’t think too much about it

Who was he to be put off at having an easily angered s/o when he was balancing between his own emotions?

Anyway! You were one of Karasuno’s managers and you and Kiyoko got SO CLOSE! The job was super easy and it meant you could spend more time with your boyfriend so win-win!

The only part that was ever hard for you was other guys constantly hitting on you and Kiyoko like damn okay you both were hot as hell but at least treat girls with respect?

You didn’t mind guys telling you that you both were pretty caused duh you two already knew that but most of them were SOOO disgusting and you never let it slide

Before one of Karasuno’s games, you were on the sidelines with Kiyoko chatting about the next match when you could hear some of the guys from the other team trying to get your attention

“ Damn, Karasuno girls really are as fine as they say, they look soooo good.”

“ God, the things I would do if I was alone with them.”

“ I know you two can hear us, turn around so we can see what we’re working with.”

You just kept your eyes locked onto your clipboard because you didn’t want Kageyama to see how fucking crazy you could get but JESUS it was so hard when these two guys were harassing you

“ Kiyoko, I will fucking lose my mind if they come over here. I think I’m going to snap someone’s neck,” You said through gritted teeth as you watched your boyfriend warm up.

“Maybe you should go cool off in the bathroom before the game starts. I’ll let Kageyama-Kun know what’s going on and I’ll meet you in the hallway,” Kiyoko suggested as you gave her prayer hands cause she really do be a queen

You took your clipboard with you as if it was a weapon and stomped out to the bathroom cause you knew if you stayed in that gym any longer, you would cause a scene

You rinsed your face in the bathroom and you took a few deep breaths as you tried to calm yourself down

Your friends and family always told you that you needed to get your anger under control and now that you were dating, the last thing you needed was to scare Kageyama off

When you started to head out towards the gym, you felt in the air that something was off like spidey senses but instead, it’s like a creep radar was sounding off in your head

That’s when you saw Kiyoko and one of the guys from earlier cornering her against a wall

You can see that Kiyoko was visibly uncomfortable and you were just about to push your limit

“ I said to leave me alone. I’m waiting for a friend.”

“ Oh, you mean the other manager? I’m telling you, we would treat you like absolute queens at our school-”

“ Hey dude, back the hell off!” You shoved the guy to the side pretty hard to the point where he stumbled back a few good feet,” fucking creep.”

This dude, this mf has the audacity to POST UP TO YOU! You’re not even intimidated by him even though he’s easily half a foot taller than you

Like he’s in your face cause now he’s pissed that this girl actually managed to shove him pretty hard

“ Lay your hands on me again and see what happens.”

“ Are you threatening me? Cause if you are, go on and try to hit me I fucking dare you!”

Kiyoko is like nuh uh not on my watch and while im pretty sure kiyoko can throw fucking hands, she ran to go get Kageyama like “ go get ur girl”

This alerts pretty much the whole team even though they’re supposed to be warming up, they go with Kageyama cause if the boys hear your name and that you need help, they get hella protective

Kageyama slides over to the hallway and sees this dude yelling in your face and he sees red when the guy lays a hand on your shoulder

Before Kageyama can even make it over to you, you smash your clipboard over the guys head so hard, he hits the floor

BUT BRUH once he hits the floor you don’t! Stop! hitting ! him!

Like that clipboard is the perfect weapon oml

“ Don’t! Ever! Touch! Me!” You literally bash him after every word and this dude can’t even fight back like I personally dont feel bad but ummmmm you might commit murder

Kageyama rushes over to you and grabs you so you can stop and he’s trying to calm you down but once the word “bitch” slips out of the guys mouth, Kageyama grabs him by the jersey and is shaking him like a ragdoll

“ Watch your goddamn mouth before I put my fist through it!”

And you’re still heated so you want to basically jump this dude with your boyfriend cause romance ya know but Suga is holding you back ( he highkey struggling)

And now Noya and Tanaka are trying to hold Kageyama back because while they definitely would’ve reacted the same way, they don’t want Kageyama to go overboard

“ What did you just say? Go on and say it again-”

“ Kageyama please!”

“ You’re lucky I’m getting held back-”

“ Y/N! Enough!”

Just two lovebirds threatening a dudes life I love it

Things get resolved pretty quickly thanks to daddy daichi calming everyone down and now it’s time for the match to start

Suga lets go of you when Kageyama walks over and the first thing he does is hug you tightly. He practically squeezes the life out of you like this experience really showed how protective he was

He even admits that while he’s glad you can handle yourself, you shouldn't have to stand up to people alone and 100% doesn’t think you overreacted at all especially when Kiyoko thanks you for sticking up for her

He’s a bit intimidated by how you acted only because he had never saw you that mad before but he doesn’t blame you for how you handled it

[dirtykpopsnaps]

Needy - Moon Bin smut

Warnings: This fic contains 18+ material. Anyone under 18 seen interacting with this story will be blocked!

Contains: sub!Moonbin. Needy!Moonbin. grinding. unprotected sex.

Requested: yes

Words: 2, 425

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I flop down on the couch, sighing softly. Normally, one of my days off would actually be pretty nice. Going through college is no joke, but I’ve thankfully finished my work for today. However, ever since I finished my homework, I’ve been up and about taking care of my little apartment. I’ve been cleaning and doing laundry, changing the sheets and making a little lunch. Right now is the first time that I’ve been able to sit down all day.

Just as I’m being to settle down to chill for a bit, my phone buzzes on the coffee table. I groan in annoyance, picking it up and checking the message that just flashed up on my screen. The screen name ‘Annoying Big Brother’ is flashing across the screen. I sigh, opening the message from Sanha.

From Annoying Big Brother: Hey, are you busy?

I narrow my eyes at the message, ideas popping into my head about why he could be asking.

To Annoying Big Brother: ...nooo...why??

From Annoying Big Brother: Your boyfriend is being clingy and can’t focus on practice.

Instantly, I become interested. Last I checked, Sanha told me that they would be taking the day off today and tomorrow, just as a small break.

To Annoying Big Brother: Why are you guys practicing?? I thought you were taking the day off

From Annoying Big Brother: Blame Jin. Just get here soon. Bin keeps trying to cuddle me and I’m getting frustrated trying to fend him off

I laugh lightly at the image of my lanky older brother shouting in annoyance as my boyfriend clings to him like a koala.

To Annoying Big Brother: Give me 15 minutes, I’ll be over

Immediately afterward, I hop off the couch and start grabbing my shoes and wallet. I shove my wallet in my back pocket and grab one of Sanha’s oversized sweatshirts to fend off the chilly Autumn air. I’m out of the apartment in about 5 minutes and make my way to the studio. Thankfully, when I started at the local college, I had decided to try and find an apartment as close to their dorm as possible. The dorm is within about a 10 minutes walk and the studio is about 15 minutes in the other direction. It definitely comes in handy for when my brother and his group mates are so busy that they didn’t think about getting, oh, necessary sustenance. It happens more than you would think.

When I finally get to the studio, I wave to the receptionist and at the security guards in the welcome area. They’ve all seen me so often that they don’t even bother asking for my ID anymore. Everyone knows that I’m Sanha’s younger twin sister. I’m able to find their studio fairly quickly and walk inside, setting my stuff on the floor. None of the members even look at me as the door opens and they continue practice. I watch as they all dance in unison, the music of their newest album playing through the stereo at the front of the room.

As the song comes to an end, they all strike a final pose. Seconds later, they break off, panting slightly from the effort. Sanha’s eyes land on me and he shouts in happiness. “Ugh, finally! I thought you’d never get here!” He complains. I roll my eyes at him.

“Whatever, Sanha, at least I’m here now,” I say plainly. Getting off the floor, I walk up to JinJin.

“JinJin...please explain to me why you guys are working?? I thought you said you were gonna take the weekend off,” I say curiously.

“Ahh, sorry. I thought we could use a little more practice with the comeback coming up,” he sighs, rubbing at his neck. I sigh, nodding my head.

“I understand. Just don’t work too hard. You know Aroha would get upset if you work yourself to the bone,” I remind him. He nods his head in understanding, grabbing one of the water bottles settled on the table.

Across the room, I hear a commotion. “Biiiin,” Sanha whines, weaving to get away from my boyfriend. Moonbin is hurrying after him, his arms outstretched for either a hug or cuddles. I watch him for a few seconds, giggling at his cuteness. Sanha looks over to me, hiding behind MJ.

“Y/N-ah, I asked you to come here so he could cuddle with you!” He complains. Finally, I walk over and hug my boyfriend from behind. He looks over his shoulder in surprise and a wide smile spreads over his cat-like features.

“Y/N!” He says excitedly, whipping around and pulling me into a hug. I giggle lightly, playing with his soft hair.

“I hear someone is clingy today,” I hum, scratching lightly at his head.

“I want cuddles, but Sanha’s being mean,” he whines, giving me adorable puppy dog eyes.

“Oh, I’ll cuddle with you, cutie pie,” I smile.

Calmly, I walk over to the wall and Bin follows me, leaning into my side and getting comfortable. His body warmth heats me up nicely and I hum, wrapping an arm around his shoulder and pulling him more into my side. Moonbin sighs, resting his head against my stomach and closing his eyes in comfort. For a little bit, we just sit and talk to one another. It’s fairly clear that Moonbin is pretty sleepy today, barely able to keep his eyes open during the small break. When they start up again, Bin is slightly sluggish and behind the others. However, it’s also obvious that he’s doing his best to stay awake. His eyes are dropping, but they pop back open only seconds later. He doesn’t seem to be the only one, tho. Rocky is also having trouble keeping up, and his rap lines sound a little groggy and forced.

After about another 45 minutes or so, I speak up. “Jin, can you guys please call practice a little early? Everyone’s tired,” I sigh, gesturing around at the other boys. JinJin looks around at his members and seems to finally notice their exhaustion. He nods his head lightly and heads towards the stereo.

“Alright, we can start up again on Monday. You know what you guys need to practice,” he says, looking around at them. The others agree and start gathering their things to head back to the dorms. Moonbin, however, lays down with me again and tries to go back to sleep. I giggle lightly, poking his cheek.

“Binnie, Biiinniiiie, we can’t take a nap on the practice room floor,” I giggle.

“Says who?” He mumbles, refusing to open his eyes again. I roll my eyes at him, poking all over his body.

“Moon Bin, get uuuup. We’ll take a nap back at the dorm,” I hum.

Finally, Bin opens his eyes again and starts getting up off the floor. “Fiiine. You obviously just want to deny me my sleep,” he whines, pouting. I take his hand in mine and collect my things from the floor. I grab his dance bag and hang it over my shoulder, deciding to just let Bin walk sleepily to the dorm. Everyone gets their things and we all leave, with me nearly dragging Bin out the door. We make our way down the halls of the building until we come to the back door, and a more deserted way to get back to their dorms. The walk is fairly quiet, except for MJ talking excitedly. He seems to be about the only one who isn’t falling asleep, but that shouldn’t be a surprise. MJ is always full of energy.

When we finally reach the dorm, Sanha and Rocky immediately head off to their bedrooms. JinJin heads into the kitchen and I nearly drag Bin back to their shared room, as he’s basically sleep walking. I flop down on the bed and Bin follows, cuddling up close to me. I hum softly, pulling my fingers through his hair as we both fall into a deep sleep.

After what feels like only five minutes, I feel someone start shaking my shoulders. “Jagi,” I hear someone whispering to me.

“Hmm?” I hum in confusion, peeling my eyes open. Just next to me, I can make out my boyfriend’s profile, his eyes wide open and awake. He shakes my shoulders lightly again and I sit up, wiping the sleep out of my eyes. “What’s up, Binnie? You okay?” I question sleepily. He pouts his lip a little bit, looking down and fiddling with his hands.

“I just...I wanna play. I’m feeling needy,” he mumbles. I smile softly, brushing his bangs out of his face.

“Oh, okay, baby. What do you wanna do?”

“C-Can you just play with me? I don’t care what, I just...feel needy,” he says, twiddling his thumbs. I chuckle lightly, taking his hands in mine.

“Of course, sweetheart. Just gotta take our clothes off,” I say.

Bin climbs off the bed and strips off his clothes quickly. I stand up and strip off my clothes a little more slowly, putting them in a pile next to Bin’s. When I look back at the bed, Bin’s sitting atop it, completely naked. His wide chest and narrow hips leading right down to that happy trail that I love and his gorgeous cock. Bin’s cock is always something I look forward to in our sex. He’s just the right size for me, honestly. Not too long, not too thick, just right to hit all the places that feel amazing. It’s very veiny and curves just slightly at the end. It’s perfect.

Slowly, I climb back on the bed and straddle his hips. “Okay, Binnie. I’m still a little sleepy, so I think we’ll just grind for right now, okay?” I suggest. He nods his head quickly, staring at me with his mouth slightly open.

“A-Anything!” He says. I giggle, shaking my head at his enthusiasm. Slowly, I lean back and run my heat right over Bin’s cock. In response, he leans his head backs against the bed’s headboard, whining softly. I smile to myself and quicken my pace, grinding my sex against his beautiful, veiny cock. I love when he gets like this. He’s so needy for me, and agrees with almost anything that I suggest doing. He always lets out these sweet little whiny moans that I love the most. And when he comes, he scrunches up his nose and his whines get higher in pitch. It’s the absolute cutest thing ever.

As I slide against his cock, Bin whines sweetly, panting a little bit. At one point, the head of his catches against my hole for a second, slipping in the tiniest bit. Moonbin shifts on the bed, thrusting his hips up at the feeling. “Oh, you *are* needy,” I giggle, feeling a little more awake now. He whines again, looking up at me with wide eyes.

“Please, Jagi. Please fuck me,” he whines adorably.

“Alright, Binnie, but I’m in charge,” I remind him. I slowly position myself over his cock again and slide down on it, groaning softly at the stretch. Underneath me, Moonbin scrunches up his nose in pleasure and squirms on the bed.

“Th-That feels so good,” he moans, shifting his head from side to side.

I move his hair off of his sweaty forehead and give myself a few seconds to adjust to his size. After a few seconds, I start bouncing on his cock, increasing my speed at the seconds pass. As I go faster and faster, Bin starts squirming more rapidly on the bed. “A-Ahh, ahh!” He moans. Smirking to myself, I lean down and pinch one of his nipples. Bin shoots up on the bed, moaning loudly. Immediately after, his eyes fly open in surprise and he slaps a hand over his mouth in shock. I giggle loudly, pinching the other one. He moans again, although this one is muffled a little bit through his hand.

Bin stares at me with wide eyes and I smile, leaning forward to kiss him. He moans into the kiss, licking at the seam of my lips and I open them. Our tongues play together for a little bit while I slow down my bouncing on his cock. When we break, I speed up again and he falls back on the bed, panting deeply and mumbling incoherently. Slowly, I feel the familiar feeling of my high sneaking up on me. I move my hand down my body and begin rubbing at my clit, clenching around him as the pleasure washes over me. Bin whines again as I clench around him and he starts mumbling again. “G-Gonna, gonna come,” he mumbles, his eyes unfocused as the pleasure overtakes him.

“Come for me, baby. I’m not far after,” I moan.

Seconds later, Bin tumbled over the edge, his loud whines bouncing around the room. I feel his warm cum shoot inside of me and I moan as it pushes me over the edge. As soon as I come down and stop my bouncing, Bin pulls me down to his chest and wraps his arms around me. I smile softly, snuggling into his chest. His soft breaths rustle my hair and I sigh, sitting up a little. He whines in protest, trying to keep me close to his chest. “Binnie, you’re still inside of me,” I giggle.

“Mmm...doesn’t matter. Wanna sleep. Want cuddles,” he mumbles. I shake my head at his neediness and slowly maneuver his cock out of me.

As soon as his cock slips out, I feel his cum start spilling down my legs. “Uh, Binnie...what do I..?” I start, but he just sighs, sitting up on the bed. He climbs off and pulls on his underwear and some pajama pants.

“I’ll be right back, baby,” he mumbles, heading out the door. A few moments later, he comes back with a wet wash cloth and kneels down between my legs, wiping at his cum and my essence that is still sticking to my lower lips. He drops his pants and cleans off his cock, as well, then throws the wash cloth into his laundry basket.

Sleepily, he hands me my underwear and grabs a t-shirt of his from the dresser. I pull them on and he slips under the covers, pulling me to his chest again. “Now, back to sleep,” he mumbles, kissing my forehead. I giggle at him.

“You say that like I was the one who woke you up for sex,” I laugh. He chuckles lightly, his eyes still closed.

“Sleep,” he says and I oblige, closing my eyes.

[generallybarzy]

Beautiful.

mat barzal x reader nsfw blurb

summary: you're really shy and embarrassed about how your face looks during sex. But Mat has a different opinion. an: idk where i was going with this. I wrote it in my head during work and then typed it up during my break haha. word count: 642

It was cold outside, but the heat of your naked embrace with Mat was unbearably hot.

Your bodies were sticky to the touch at every point of contact, molded together from your thighs where you were straddling him to your chests where you had latched onto him to pull yourself as close as possible. You could feel his heart pound against yours, that's how close you were, and you wished you could stay like this forever. His hands were huge, gripping the flesh of your ass so hard they'd leave bruises tomorrow and cupping you against him, and your arms curled around his shoulders to ground yourself while he rocked back and forth inside of you. The delicate chain of his necklace was cool between your hot bodies, and made your nipples perk out hard against his chest. 

The show you had put on as a background to your cuddling was long forgotten as soon as Mat had sat up on the couch and pulled you into his lap. And when Mat quickly stripped you both of your hoodies and sweats, you knew the heated makeout session was about to become a lot more than heated. 

"Baby." He groaned, his hips jerking up against yours before pausing, hot and thick, inside of you.

You only moaned, keeping your face tucked into the hot crook of his neck, your thighs trembling on either side of his as you inhaled his crisp, cool scent. 

"Baby, look at me. Wanna see that pretty face."

Still, you didn't lift your face. 

Mat knew you were insecure about a few things. He knew you weren't necessarily pleased with how you looked on top of him, or what your face looked like mid-sex, and you were still learning how to let yourself be vulnerable for him in this sense, but he loved you regardless. He was here to help you grow, and, slowly but surely, you were. He just had to push you a little but to convince you you were beautiful. 

"C'mon, beautiful." 

"Mat…" you moaned his name, like a warning, like a 'You know I'm shy. Do you really have to see?', and you turned your face to the side, burrowing further into his neck and threading your fingers through his hair, nibbling on his neck a little as an excuse to stay where you were, hidden. His hand curled around the swell of your ass and up the small of your back to thread his thick fingers through your hair. His voice was soft and low like it always was when he reassured you, as he mouthed at your shoulder.

"Baby, don't be shy. I love you. Lemme see your pretty face."

And then you were leaning back from him, not too far, but far enough to make eye contact, your face red from both the amazing sex and the bashfulness that made you so cute. Mat smiled and stroked a hand over your cheek. There it was. Your pretty face. Your eyes slipped shut, and your mouth fell open in a little "O" shape as you placed your hands on his chest, bracing yourself. Mat marveled for a bit at how goddamn lucky he was to have someone like you. He dropped his head to the back of the couch and smiled at you. "Goddamn, baby." Your pussy fluttered and ached around his cock and he bit his lip to hold himself back from absolutely destroying you. "So hot. So hot." 

"Mat," your voice was breathy as you ground your hips down against him. "Mat, fuck me."

"Ugh, I love you." And then he was pulling you closer, snapping his hips up against yours. His head dropped to your shoulder and he sunk his teeth in to ground himself. "Fuck, you're so beautiful." 

And you could easily melt the snow outside with your passion. 

[krazy-kipo]

Mod Frog A.U: Ties and Tears

(Takes place in the a.u where your a human Mod Frog)

Dragonfly riding couldn't be that hard could it? Staring at the tied up bug you knew it was less intelligent than the frogs but still intelligent enough to make some sort of deal. I mean your pretty sure it understood words after all the Mod Frogs were always commanding these things.

Hopefully the food you brought could appease it enough to convince the bug to give you a ride. You needed to get somewhere. FAST.

Looking around and seeing the station was empty you sneak out of the bushes. Approaching the dragonfly it buzzes looking at you as you walk towards it. Making an angry noise you hold out some bread and wait. The insect makes a chittering noise before snatching it from your hands beggining to chew. Coming closer as it eats the food you pet it's head to keep it calm.

"Hey. Hi. I'm not sure you can understand me but your pretty smart. Ummmm so look... I just gave you some food." The dragonfly buzzes it angrily and you swallow. Holding out a bag of berries you jiggle it in the dragonflies face. "Look see? I'm a friend. I'll give you some more if I untie you and you take me where I need to go. Deal?" You ask softly. You continue petting it's head and it pauses before buzzing loudly leaning into your touch.

The dragonfly pulls away and hums staring at the pouch before nodding it's head. Relieved you nod back.

"I'll take that as a yes." Getting on the saddle you cut the rope fully expecting to take off and get to where you need to go. However a tongue wraps around your waist before you can take off. "NO!" Struggling against the Mod frog the dragonfly takes off and with it your chance of meeting the Timber Cats for a trade that could give you rations for months.

Damn it!!! You are not going to that crazy monkey's castle. You've worked too hard to just be traded like some bag of potatoes.

Screeching you turn cutting the tongue with your knife. You sliced the tongue enough to make the frog feel pain and for there to be some blood but not enough to cut it off.

You were resourceful not cruel.

"Hey!" Snapping it's tongue back you take off hand clutching your knife as your breathing becomes ragged. Your hearts pounding at the close capture and your panicked but as you run someone tackles you. Strong arms wrap around you and the Mod frog wrestles you to the ground.

"Get off!" You screech rolling around as they keep you close. Crying out as you drop your knife you wiggle and kick.

"Ugh you again?" They demand and you pause seeing a large toad straddling you. Wait wasn't this Jamack? This mute had been after you for months with his friends! Struggling harder he chuckled keeping your pinned. Growling in frustration he chuckles lookinv you over. "How many times have you escaped?" He questions.

Groaning you get a hand free and push him back forcing him off you. Feeling his grip loosen you break away and take off. If you could just get into the forest you could loose him. Feeling his tongue wrap around you, you scream.

"Let go!" Struggling, for once your luck ran out as you feel a hard knock to your head and your lights go out.

~~~

"Hey stay focused!" Snapping out of your trance you shake your head.

That was months ago. You'd been living as an honory Mod Frog since then and funny enough the one who caught you was the one in charge of you know. As you patrolled the skies with Jamack and the others you smiled steering away from the tree you were about to hit. Your dragonfly buzzes at you and you give them a good scratch apologizing for the almost crash.

"Nah!" Harris laughs. "Let them crash their dragonfly it'd be funny." Snorting at his playfulness and insane jest you pull on your dragonflies reins making the insect fly up towards the others.

"Sorry got distracted. Can't beleive this is my last flight as a rookie! I pass probation tonight and get my own tie and everything. You won't be my boss anymore Jamack." You state smirking. Doing a twirl you smile hanging upside down as you look at your friends. You reach your hand out feeling the clouds skim under your hands.

Jamack rolls his eyes adjusting his tie as he stares at you. Probably making sure you don't fall and break your neck. Squinting from this angle upside down he was kinda cute with his grumpy face. He fiddled with his tie and he glared at you.

"Yeah well I'll be glad to get rid of you." He huffs looking away. Flipping back around you huff. He was so mean sometimes. You knew he didn't mean it but still.

"Jamack." Harris states. "They'll still be in our group. They're not going anywhere." He reminded the toad. Snickering Jamack huffs making you laugh. Holding out your hand to congratulate him on the sick burn Harris highfives you as he passed.

Jamack croaked emabrassed looking away as he continued fiddling with his tie.

"I... I KNEW THAT!" Jamack snapped as Harris began laughing widly. Kwat snorts and looking at her she nods at you with her tiny smile. You beam knowing she's proud.

"We better hurry back. Don't wanna be late. Rookie." Jamack hits your shoulder gently and looking at him he nods at you. Sitting up in your saddle feeling giddy you tighten your hands on the reigns before racing forward. Hair flying behind you the wind whistles in your ear as you soar over trees.

"RACE YA THERE!" You challenge and you hear dragonfly wing beats as they chase after you. Smiling you lean forward diving forward with your dragonfly to the lake.

~~~

Nervously you swallow. Standing in front of everyone was more nerve wracking than you thought it'd be. Looking around you pause seeing Jamack, Harris, and Kwat in the front row. Jamack was watching you closely arms crossed but smile on his face meanwhile Harris was waving like crazy to get your attention. Kwat rolled her eyes gently smacking the treefrog before nodding at you.

Staring out at the crowd you couldn't beleive you were here. Your not sure how you went from being a prisoner to being one of them but your here now. Clenching your hands to keep them from shaking you turn when you hear fly wings. You look into Mrs. Satori's eyes and she tilts her head. Coming up to you she puts a finger under your chin looking at your face. Grunting the flies go backwards and she hums looking you up and down. Finally she gives you a kurt nod. You sigh thanking Jamack and Kwat for the suit tips as you wanted to look your sharpest when you got your tie.

Beaming as she takes the tie from a box and presents it to you your in awe. Staring at it then you she gives you a small smile.

"(Y/N) (L/N)." Standing at attention as Miss Santori ropes the plain tie around your neck she doesn't tie it yet. Humming thoughtfully she touches your shoulders. "Never in my time running this territory would I think a human would be where you are." She hums. "You have gone above and beyond for the Mod Frogs. Again and again you've proven your loyalty after your capture. You've trudged through mud filled trenches to get supplies. You've taught tadpoles to swim. You've gone out of your way to keep others safe during your patrols, and you have shown exactly where you stand when it came to you or us. Every time you picked the Mod Frogs. Every time. You could have escaped. You could have hurt us from the inside but instead you stand here today with this tie." Turning you around she hops off her flies and stands in front of you so all the Mod Frogs can see. Bending down she nods at you. "You've done good kid. You've done good." Looping the tie and tying it she blinks at you taking her hands off it. The black tie looked like everyone elses and there wasn't nothing special to it but as you wore it you felt pride. "Wear this tie proudly. For you (Y/N) have earned your place among us. And you have earned your tie. Welcome to the Mod frogs." The crowd erupts into applause and as you step off stage Harris tackles you in a hug.

"MOD FROG MOD FROG MOD FROG!" He chants picking you up and you laugh as he spins you around. After he places you down you turn towards Kwat and Jamack. Jamack sniffles and you swear he's crying a bit.

"Jamack you okay?"

"Shut up somethings in my eye." He states frustratedly rubbing them. Your about to tease him but Kwat envelops you in a hug before you can get a jab in.

"Hahaha your one of us now kid!" She yells. Nodding excitedly you squeak as she picks you up placing you on her shoudlers.

"Come on. We got something planned. Let's go." Jamack states walking away as he fiddles with his tie. Kwat hums chuckling under her breath and following after him you swing your feet feeling ecstatic.

You were one of them.