#warning for uh honkers

[chaos-theoryyy]

I hate posting on Twitter so Tumblr can have this trend here instead because y'all are cooler. Based on this one tweet by @mooma10000 🔥🔥

Warning though this is femscout and she is a shirtless butch that means there are honkers I warned you 🫵 this is NOT nsfw btw

I'm NOT drawing her fuckass tattoo

[tiyawnyana]

Kinkmas : Day 2

Titty Fucking

A/N: love me some big tittied ladies this ones got some honkers

Pairing: Ao'nung x Fem! Human reader

Warnings: scenting, tit play, nipple play, tit fuck, cumming on chest, cum eating

"Ao'nung, stop!" You chuckle, trying to back out of his grip. He only tugs you close again, a muffled 'No' in response as he's nuzzling his face back into your chest. You sigh, putting down the beads you were working with to lightly wrap your arms around his shoulders.

He kisses your collarbone sweetly, huffing against your skin as his hands grip your hip and lower back,"Missed you."

You chuckle softly,"You were only out for a 2 day hunt, yawntutsyìp."

"Too long," he grumbles, kissing over your shoulder. He was so happy to see you over time become more comfortable, even able to wear some of the tops that showed your midsection,"You're so perfect, my lovely tawtute."

You giggle when he presses a nipping kiss to your neck, tickling you. He kisses more sensually, mouth moving up to kiss your jaw where the frame of mask you have on ends.

"Wish I could kiss you, your lovely lips and cheeks," he noses over your temple, scenting you.

You smile soft, wishing the same but soon you're distracted as his hands travel upwards, thumbing over your ribs.

"You're soft, so soft and sweet under my hands," he purrs, mouthing at your shoulder,"Smell so sweet."

"Hey-"

He's just as quick to stop your train of thought as he kisses over the top of your breasts,"Hm?"

You sigh shakily, eyes fluttering as that warmth coils up hot below your belly. Your thighs clench, to which he realizes and smells your scent from between your thighs.

His hands gently move up to cup either side of your boobs, wrapping around them as his thumbs hook beneath them. A shiver rolls down your spine and you bite your lip lightly.

"Can I?" His voice is soft, eyes boring into yours. You nod quickly, almost embarrassed by your own eagerness, but thankfully he just grins softly before tugging the cropped tank top over your head. He groans at the sight of your chest, so foreign but so lovely. He fondles them gently, holding them in his big hands as if he were worshipping you. It wasn't too far from the usual.

He kisses over your chest, trailing down to one of your perked up nipples before kissing that too, tongue peaking out to lick gently.

You jolt, gasping at the familiar feeling of his textured tongue.

"Mmph, fuck," you sigh, watching him as your face heats up.

He tugs the nipple between his lips, sucking and licking over it, then teasing it with his teeth.

You moan lowly, hands tugging at his curls as you pull him off of you. He groans in disagreement but looks at you questioningly.

You bite your lip before pushing at his shoulders,"Can you get up on the bed? I want to- uh.. try something."

His ears perk at that, but he listens, turning to sit down, feet pressing flat to the marui floor.

"And take off your tewng," you ask,"Please."

He chuckles softly, untying it and tugging it off of his body. You can't help but peek at him, face going hotter if possible as he sits back on his palms, cock hard and pulsing between his thighs. He smirks in your direction.

You quickly move to your crafting station, pulling out the impromptu lube you made from various lotions, moving back over to him while tugging your top completely off of the mask cords.

You kneel before him and he swallows thickly.

"What is this thing you wish to try?"

You only grin teasingly,"You'll see."

Your touch is soft over his thighs, trailing up and gently touching over his engorged length. You shimmy closer, moving his thighs further apart whilst tugging at his hip to move closer to the edge of your bed. You bring your chest closer, breasts pressed against his inner thighs.

You grip your breasts, pressing them together around his cock and he moans shakily, gazing down at you in awe. You know by now that your face is redder from embarrassment, but you couldn't ignore the wetness seeping through your underwear.

You're just as quick to grip the lotion, pouring it over your chest. It drips down between yours breasts, coating his cock. You then grip them, tightening them around his length once more and grinning innocently up at him.

"C'mon, yawntutsyìp," you watch his eyes widen even moreso,"Fuck my chest."

He gives an experimental thrust, biting his lower lip hard whilst gripping the fabrics beneath him until his knuckles go pale. He huffs shakily, groaning low in the back of his throat as he begins a steady roll of his hips, cock almost pulsing against your skin.

"C'mon, yawntutsyìp," you speak sweetly,"Show me how much you missed me."

He keens, stomach muscles tightening as he pants harshly. He speeds up his pace,"I'm- unf, I'm sorry," he almost whines,"I can't- I'm not going to last long-"

"Don't worry about that, my love," You coo softly,"Want to see you cum."

He poorly stifles a whimper, moaning lowly when you wrap your arms around your breasts to tighten them around him.

"You're so beautiful-" He moans shakily, gazing down at you again with that look. His cheeks are flushed, a light sheen of sweat forming across his skin. His hips buck up, speeding up significantly.

"I'm sorry- oh, Eywa-" his eyes clench shut, unable to watch as he finally cums across your chest. His abs tighten, body jerking upwards with a hard hump that almost knocks you back, but you grip his hip.

It splatters up, hitting your neck and the underside of your jaw before dripping down your chest. There's a lot, too, spilling over your hardened nipples.

He thrusts a few more times before finally slowing to a stop, gasping for breath. He lazily opens his eyes, only to groan at the sight of you before him, breasts covered in his cum. He only wishes he didn't fear breaking you as much, wanting cum all across your skin so no other male tried to court you.

"Come, yawne, let me clean you," he speaks tenderly, helping you stand and having you straddle his lap. He ducks his head, licking over your cum covered nipple before grinning at you cockily.

"Missed you too much to be done after only that."

A/N: he's such a puppy I love him

Tags: @akoyaxs @vee1728

[sensivs]

You said you'd like some fan art for/from you fanfictions so i am here to supply :]

Introducing: König's reaction to his bfs humongous honkers aka Boobies! Also I guess this is a little warning for some man boobies and nipples? So im sorry if this is "too" lewd? So uh booba warning?

Oh and i also made a trans version since i am a transmasc person 👍 (sorry if the scars look bad 😞 the angle is hard to work at and this is a really small doodle)

Really hope you like it! And ngl the booba's (at least in my opinion-) look really good so im actually pretty proud of it! 💞 Byebye!

Everyone shut the fuck up I’m in my feels bc I love this so much

[ask-hannah-blog]

Honkers hiiiiii!!!! 🤡🤡🤡🤡 It's ya girl Pretzel!!!!! 🥨🥨🥨🥨🥨 Just had the craziest dream the other night! I think I've found my calling!

So, there I was, at a carnival like I used to go to as a kid, just walking around, enjoying myself. Then I started to smell the most wonderful thing: Delicious delicious food! Warm, salty, mouth-watering smells of freshly prepared junk food!

I notice myself drifting off toward it in a daze, literally lifting off the ground like a cartoon character, and when I get there, I realize something. No one is manning the stand!

Oh no! We can't just leave all this food unattended! Luckily, there's an employee uniform on standby for me to take over. I hurriedly put it on, not questioning why the shirt just had a gaping hole where my tits would be, or why my huge weiner was hanging out of my skirt. The shoes were weird too, they were big long sneakers with a hole for my toes to pop out of, so they're just wriggling around waiting for a customer to suck on them. Soon enough a bunch of other guests (they're probably fellow clowns to be!) show up and I start serving food! I'm so good at juggling different orders all at once and making the guests laugh with my antics! Then someone shows up, a bloated thing I only recognized as a fellow clown further along on her transformation, and asks for the "special menu"...

A switch flips in my head and I present myself to her. She starts sucking my dick and I watch her visibly swell from how much I unload into her. A bunch of other clowns start to surround me and get working on my toes and tits. Sucking and licking, sucking and licking. Gosh, I was in heaven! I couldn't stop farting, and to my surprise, I realized that my farts had the exact same smell as that of the food stand.

I woke up with my bed covered in mayo jizz. I tend to sleep naked so there was absolutely nothing to protect my stuff from the onslaught of my shower of cum. If my plushies weren't cum stained before they sure are now. I was too groggy to get myself ready to lick up that much jizz on all my babies so I resolved myself to give them an actual cleaning later on. The thing is, I tend to get thirsty when I wake up, and as I got up to grab a drink, I realized that my tits were audibly sloshing. Weird! I figured,

"Well, I already ate my own cum, why not sample my breasts too?"

To my surprise, it tasted like cola. You'd think the carbonation would be uncomfortable, but no, it feels kind of fizzy and silly! Gives me the giggles heheheh...

So yeah, it was a pretty wacky start to the day for me. I read what you said about my previous messages by the way and if you guys have any advice to get rid of that lady's pictures I'm open!

(I'm also open to some good foot porn suggestions! Hannah hit me up with your faves, I can tell you're a woman of culture. I'd also be very interested in seeing Brittany's tootsies up close, but I understand if you're a little possessive with them!)

Also, love love love love the shirt hahaha! I was laughing so hard when I saw it, I let out a gas bomb of a fart, it smelled like nacho cheese all over the flat! I would totally get one IRL if I could, you're the funniest girl I know!

BTW If you're looking for bigger feet, take it from me, you can get your toes to grow a bit by just really pulling on them when you're sucking them, same thing with your soles! Just give your foot a nice longggg drag of the tongue and it grows for the gag! Saw a clown do it in a video and I've been thinking of trying it out for myself soon! I might record a vid, I dunno. It's the exhibitionist urge giving me ideas.

Lots and lots of love and kisses and hugsssss!!! Love ya lots Hannah!🤡🤗🤗🤗😘💖💖💖💖💖💖💗💗💗💓

Uh oh! Look out! Incoming message from Pretzel! Gotta prepare myself.

*closes door*

*sits down*

*pants off*

*cuts cheese*

*Starts masturbating*

🥨

Oh my god Pretzel you greasy little freak you’re becoming so hot! What an amazing dream.

Normally I would warn people against those circus dreams, but your was just sooooo perfect for you, and those shoes sound hot!

I think what we need to do is set you up a snack stand in front of my office or in my lobby so you can entertain my guests before they get in!

Hehe Hyuk!

Gosh so hot. I’m imagining your big musky wiener turning all red and ruddy, a proper hot dog, hyuck!

And UUUUUUUUUGH you feeding that clown your mayo until she was a flat bloated whale? That’s so perfect for a junk food clown like you! The whole circus is going to be filled with fat lady clowns if they don’t keep you on a leash! Hehe, I’d like to keep your greasy ass on a leash, my little wiener dog…

You may want to consider sleeping with a condom on, or an empty condiment bottle hyuck! If you’re having night emissions. Should make clean up a lot easier.

If you even want to clean up! Having a bunch of crusty stuffies with matted fur seems perfect for you! Give them a smooch for me, or a good fucking, whatever you think I deserve!

And I know I’m not the only one thinking about what a funny clown mommy you’d be! Filling your babies up with soda, making them the gassiest little cuties on the fair grounds! Hyuck if nothing else I want to grab those tatas and shake em up real good until they speeeeew!

As for foot porn? Gosh where to begin. Kink dot com has some great stuff, ever since I woke up in a nylon bodysuit I’ve been really into encasement, mmmmm yummy yummy nylon. Socks, shoes, ughn I just can’t choose I’m a total foot freak, I’ll take it all honk honk! Hehehehyuck!

And it is so great that you’re thinking of filming yourself and posting it! When we first started talking a month ago you were too shy to even leave your room, and had to perform for your stuffies, now you’re thinking of licking your feet in front of the whole internet! So proud of you!

Make you a deal, I’ll send you pics of me swallowing Brittany’s feets if I can get pics of you licking yours!

Toe Clevage better look out, next time that that slut flashes her feet in public she might just get a gallon of mayo dumped on her feet from our small town clown! Our pretzel is going to be a loud and proud exhibitionist!

Can’t wait to hear more of your adventures! I love ya girl! Don’t take this the wrong way, but you’re just such a great low class clown. Just a perfect gross little greasy freak for me to add to my stable. ❤️❤️❤️

Oh yeah advice… hyuck!

Um I dunno…

Oh wait!

Keep being gorgeous!

- Ms. Hannah

[moonbeam-dragon]

Positive Charge Part 5

Moonrise! This is going to have a few little skips in it. Once again, I'm short on time. To clarify, this story isn't about their developing relationship, so we can jump past that and nobody gets mad. I want to get to the juicy stuff. Also I re-arranged the time-line for my AU because DWD91 snd DT17 crossover.

"Thanks again, Launchpad," Drake said as his brushed off his shirt. "It means a lot that you're looking after Gosalyn while I'm out."

Launchpad waved his hand, grinning. "Aw, it's nothin', Drake, " the tall duck said. "Besides, I want to spend more time with her before I make the move."

Drake frowned a little. He didn't want Launchpad to move away. He'd been a huge help for years now. Since Gosalyn was nine, he'd had a part-time job with him and Scrooge McDuck. After the incident with F.O.W.L, he'd fully moved to St. Canard. But now he'd been back in Duckberg off and on because of his recent engagement. Darkwing was a soloist. But he found it lonely without him. It was going to get very lonely when he officially moved back to get married. Not that he'd say that, of course! "Ah, yes. Well, I should get going. It's almost time!" he said, excusing himself.

"Dad, wait!" Gosalyn called, running down the stairs. She held something in her hand, a small flower of some sorts. "I was talking to Honker about first date ideas and-"

"Gosalyn!" Drake warned, hands on his hips. "I told you it wasn't something you could tell people! This is a top secret mission."

Gosalyn's beak turned red and she shook her head. "Oh, no! It was for a uh- A writing project, that's it! Anyways, he said that daisies were a good flower to bring on a first date because they represent new love and blah blah blah. So here!"

Taking the small white flower, Drake asked, "Did you cut this from the Muddlefoots' garden?"

Gosalyn rolled her eyes. "You know you wouldn't get mad at me for that!"

Drake peered his eyes at his daughter before laughing. "Ha, you're right. Just don't make make a habit. Stealing isn't nice," he told her half-heartedly. He gave her a quick kiss on the forehead. Yes, Gosalyn was fourteen now. But she was never too old for parental love.

"Goodbye. Have fun~" Gosalyn said in a teasing tone.

___

"He's going to ask what I've been doing the past fifteen years!" Megavolt exclaimed. "What am I supposed to say? I've been galabanting around the city fighting a short-ass vigilante?"

The rat turned to the other people in his apartment. He'd called over the Fearsome Four to help him. He had a lot of things to keep in order and a meeting with all them sure would help. They'd lodge everything into place.

Quackerjack hummed, tapping his chin. "So we're playing a backstop game! Well, let's start from the beginning!"

(Adam and Eve bought knowledge for the small price of a little sin~ If you get that, I love you!)

"Well I don't know much about the beginning," the rat admitted. "My childhood was probably-"

"I think he means when you ran away," Bushroot said, smiling at his boyfriend. "What have you already told him?"

"That I ran away because of issues. I was pretty vague. I think," Megavolt told them, scratching his head.

Liquidator shook his head. "That simply will not do! You'd best explain your memory issues," he advised.

"Ooh! Good point!" Quackerjack said, snapping. "Guess you can't say you fried your mind!"

"Say you got your head hit, Kit!" Mr. Banana Brain suggested.

Quackerjack nodded. "That's so cliche. But it works!"

Megavolt raised an eyebrow, "And how did I hit my head?"

"Uh- I dunno, a car accident?" Bushroot piped in.

"Yeah, okay, I can say that!" Megavolt noted. "But the police went looking for me. What happened then?"

"If you find it difficult to set up your back story in St. Canard? Consider re-locating somewhere else, such as Duckberg or Heron Cove?" Liquidator pitched.

Megavolt hummed. "Heron Cove? Not to far, but far enough they wouldn't fine me. So I ran there and was in an accident and forgot a bunch of stuff. I already told him I work as electrician. So I just moved there-"

"Just call it nostalgia," Quackerjack told him. "You missed it here is all! Or you recently remembered that you did!"

"Okay. Sure. I moved back to St. Canard for the ambience. Sound good?"

"Yep yep, Depp!" Mr. Banana Brain affirmed.

Megavolt nodded, smiling at his friends. "Thanks! I couldn't have come up with that on my own." He checked the time on one of his watches. "Aw, shit! You guys gotta get out!" The man waved his hands. "I need to get ready and you've got better crap to do!"

"Have fun! But not to much fun!" Quacjerjack called as he was pushed out.

From the hallway, Bushroot called, "Don't do anything illegal while out of costume!"

"And if you need an escape, give us a call. Operators are standing by!" Liquidator added as the door shut.

Elmo sighed, smiling. "Those dorks."

___

Drake stood outside the coffee shop, waiting fir Elmo. He twirled the daisy in his fingers gently. That was sweet of Gosalyn to do. He did wonder, thought: Why were Honker and Gosalyn talking about first dates? She'd said a school project. But that sounded fake. Could she be going on a datebwith Honker-

"Hey, Drake," a raspy voice cut through his thoughts. He looked up to see Elmo standing above him, grinning nervously. He looked a little more groomed. And he was wearing a tie. Huh. "Sorry I'm late."

Drake looked up at the clock by the window. He was ten minutes late. Knowing what he knew about Megavolt's memory, it was impressive he was here at all. "It's no biggie," Drake assured him. "I'm glad you made it." There was a best that Drake quickly filled with the motion of holding up the single daisy. "Uh, here," he said, blushing. This was ridiculous! Why had he agreed to play into this date thing? Why was he flirting with his arch enemy? Was this really the best approach? Who's idea was this??

Elmo blushed deeper, stuttering. "Oh, thanks. You didn't have to," he said.

Drake cleared his throat and put the flower into Elmo's shirt pocket. "Yes, well, I did," he said. That was a horrible comeback. Wait, it wasn't a comeback; it was a response. Well, it was a bad response. "Ahem, shall we?" Drake asked, opening the door for his date.

I'm going to leave it short. I'll add on in the next chapter. As usual, I hope you enjoyed. Like and comment. Please comment, I want to know your thoughts! Farewell, best of luck, avoid roasted cabbage, don’t eat earwax, and look on the bright side of life! Moonset!

[biisexualemma]

kick ass. kol mikaelson

word count: 1.8k

warnings: mentions of blood and some violence

requested: n/a

plot: you get hurt and deal with the repercussions

masterlist

"i'm fully capable of kicking your ass," you spat. you were having none of it. you'd been threatened plenty of times in your lifetime, you were equipped to handle this kind of situation. ever since you started dating an original vampire, he had you taking every precaution. you always had vervain in your system. you took self defence classes. you always carried a small stake in your purse, just for times like this. "and if i'm not, my boyfriend certainly won't hesitate to."

"i don't see your boyfriend anywhere?"

"do you know who my boyfriend is?"

"should i?" he took a few steps towards you, but you mimicked and took a few steps back. you weren't far from the compound, so there was no doubt in your mind that if you screamed loud enough, kol could hear you.

you wore a sly smile. "you probably should."

you clutched the stake in your hand, holding it behind your back, ready to move on him if he tried anything. "too bad—" you saw it coming before he did, and quickly sliced his hand open with the tip of stake before he could touch you. while he was caught off guard you nailed him right in the crotch with a powerful kick.

he stumbled backwards, and before he could recover you ran as quickly as you could in the direction of the compound. you weren't stupid. you could only defend yourself so much against a vampire, no matter how young they were. you were sure he could kill you with no trouble at all, you just couldn't give him the chance.

you didn't have a second to pull out your phone to warn anyone of your situation, so you continued to run until you felt a hand clamp around your ankle and yank you to the ground. your face slammed into the pavement, your nose dripping now with blood. you leak out a shriek at the impact, and you quickly noticed the stake in your hand had jammed into you leg as you fell. you pushed aside the pain and scrambled away from the vamp hunting you.

if you died, kol would never let you hear the end of it. he was always having a go at you for being reckless with you life. but in his eyes, being reckless with your life, included simple things like walking home alone, or closing up the bar you worked by yourself, or even leaving the compound without telling him your whereabouts. these were all simple things, things you couldn't avoid. he didn't get it though. so you just didn't tell him. you'd lie and say your walked home with a friend. or lie and say your manager was locking up with you that night. what he didn't know, wouldn't hurt him.

you only wished now, in this moment, that you had listened to him.

you were steps away from the compound, clawing your way to the gates, your right leg struggling from where the stake had penetrated your thigh. you could feel the vampire looming over you. you flipped over, trying to push yourself up with your arms but your legs were weak.

you wore a tired, wicked smile on your face. blood was oozing from your nose, dripping onto your lips. the vamp couldn't understand your reaction, when he was about to suck the life out of you.

"you really don't wanna do this— you're kinda already dead for this," you motioned to your bloodied face. the vampire shook his head, wearing a smirk that you were sure would be wiped off his face any moment now.

"you're pretty cocky for someone that's about to die," he quipped.

"if anyone's about to die— i can promise that it's going to be you," you let out a heavy sigh of relief when you heard klaus' voice from behind you. "you not only interrupted my reading but you've also only gone and bashed up the face of my brother's girl."

you saw the young vampires face turn pale. he knew who he was dealing with. everyone knew klaus, everyone knew the mikaelsons. he suddenly looked very regretful.

"you're— you're boyfriend is—"

"kol mikaelson," he appeared from behind klaus, elijah and freya following behind him. klaus grabbed the young vamp before he got any ideas about running away. you knew they were going to really make him pay for this. you'd feel sorry for him if he hadn't just tried to kill you, twice.

kol crouched beside you, his eyebrows knitted tightly together as he gently touched your face. you winced, pulling away from him. his jaw clenched. his eyes remained on you, as he spoke to his siblings. "freya, take y/n inside and clean her up," kol helped you onto your feet, handing you over to freya with great care as you limped on inside.

you were sure that vampire never lived to see another day. you were sure when he was left alone with klaus, kol and elijah that he was made to suffer deeply. you tried not to think about it. you should be used to the blood and gore by now, but nothing ever prepared you for it. you put it out of your mind, hissing when freya touched your nose cautiously. you frowned, leaning away from her touch.

"ow," you mumbled quietly. freya muttered a quiet sorry in return, but continued to wipe away the blood that had poured all over the rest of your face.

"i don't think it's broken," she wore a sympathetic smile, you were sure she was trying not to think about what her brothers were doing too. "but it's bruised pretty bad."

you nodded, letting her touch your chin and tilt your head backwards. "shove these up there and it should stop the bleeding," you did as she said and put the cotton wool up your nostrils, and sure enough the bleeding stopped. "what happened to your leg?"

you scoffed out a laugh, your head still tilted back as you held the cotton up your nose. you couldn't really see freya from this angle at all. "uh— that was my fault actually— never run with scissors— or stakes in this instance."

freya cracked a small smile of amusement. you were the clumsiest person she'd met, only you would bring a stake to defend yourself and end up hurting yourself with it. "you're so stupid," she muttered half-jokingly. you could tell she was waiting for the moment her brothers would come back and start some kind of argument over this. she always tried to keep the peace, which is why she wasn't grilling you about walking home alone. and although you knew kol was worried about you, you were also prepared to get an earful from him about being more careful. so right now, you were thankful to be in freya's company over any other mikaelson.

"uh huh," you nodded. it was true, you did often get yourself into these stupid situations. it wasn't your fault, you were like a beacon for bad situations. you titled your head back to its normal level, catching freya's stare. "do you think he'll be mad?"

she gave you a soft stare before refocusing on your leg, cleaning out the wound. "don't worry about it," she shook her head. "you know he's really only angry with himself. he just needs to get it all out."

you nodded, your eyes moving to the door frame where kol was standing silently watching his sister tend to your wound. he didn't look angry, you thought. "i can take over, sister," he spoke up, catching freya's attention. she nodded, putting down her supplies and walking to kol.

"don't be mean to her," she threatened quietly, so only he could hear. kol clenched his jaw as his sister left and you sat watching him standing far away from you.

"hey," you mumbled. he moved so he was sitting where freya sat before in front of you. he didn't look at you, he just picked up the supplies freya had been using to clean out your wound, and begun inspecting your leg. "are you mad at me?"

he shook his head.

you noticed a bit of blood on his neck that he must've missed upon cleaning himself up. he would never let you see him like that. he always cleaned himself up before he came to you. he knew how much you hated blood. you accepted his lifestyle. you just didn't need to see it, he knew that.

"i should've called," you let out a soft sigh. you felt bad for lying now. lying to him didn't benefit anyone. you knew he was protective, but you also knew it was for good reason. for this exact reason. you felt guilty.

"yeah," he mumbled. you winced as he pulled a splinter out of your wound, you hand instinctively went to his shoulder and squeezed tight. he stopped, glancing up at you where he finally saw the bruising surrounding your nose. he threw down the supplies in his hands and let out a deep sigh.

"i'm sorry," you frowned, you moved your hand from his shoulder to the side of his face. "i'll be more careful next time."

"no next time," he shook his head. he placed his hand over yours and moved it from his face so he could hold your hand. "sweetheart, i just want you to be safe."

you nodded. "i know," you loved kol, so much it hurt sometimes. and it pained you to see him looking so upset, so unlike himself. "if it makes you feel any better, i got a good kick in to his balls before all this happened."

kol cracked a small smile, ducking his head. "that does make me feel a bit better, actually."

you looked at him sympathetically. you wanted to ease his worry but there wasn't much you could do. he would always be worried and protective no matter how careful you were.

"d'you still love me even though i'm a bad girlfriend, who gets herself into bad situations more often than you'd care for me to?"

"'course i still love you, darling," he squeezed your hand he was holding and lifted it to press a kiss to the back of your hand. "just call me next time you need a ride home."

you nodded, still wearing a gentle smile. you were glad he wasn't angry, you didn't have the energy to hash this out with him. he knew you understood why he is the way he is.

"i love you," you squeezed his hand in return. "thanks for protecting me."

"anytime," he wore a lopsided smile now. he leaned closer a pressed a soft kiss onto your lips.

"still think i'm pretty with this honker?" you teased, trying to make light of the situation now that everything had been resolved. kol snorted, pulling away from your lips.

"i do," you wore a wide smile. he moved both his hands to either side of your face and held you still, looking over you. "you're beautiful."

[gender-chaotic]

Oh boy b**tleba*bes talking about stuff they have no clue about lmao

Warning talk mentions of b**tleb*bes, over sexualization of minors, and a bit of adult stuff.

Im goldenbeetle shipper whos been here a while now and is a proud drinker of loving barbara maitland juice not gonna deny our community has some issues mostly in the past with leaving babs out of fics and art and focus more on adam and beej as well as more adult content. But this is something myslef and many people IN OUR OWN COMMUNITY has been speaking out about for a long ass time now you can search the tags for posts adressing leaving Barbara out including by myself so jot that down, so we dont need b**tleb*bes who barley know anything about our community telling us about our content especially when some of y'all openly mock our ship and made it clear you do not care about it, thanks. many of us especially more recently add barbara in, ive seen so much goldenbeetle content that includes babs including again my own content, ive purposefully drawn solo babs and beej so if you're saying there no content that includes her or just beej and her you're very VERY wrong, come to me or most shippers we can provide lots of golden beetle content with babs and even just babs and beetlejuice. Not to mention a few of your own b**tleb*bes have made beetlejuice and adam content and usually leaves Barbara out and focuses just on adam and beej but go off i guess lol.

Many people draw barbara also draw her based off her actresses' who are both women who don't have very large breasts on top of that gena davis' dress for Barbara did not reveal much, kerry's showing a bit more with a deep neckline still covered alot of her body. Many people arent drawing babs with big knockers and sexy clothes because were trying to repress her sexuality and make her dress like she's in the handmaids tale, shame women for being sexy, its because barbara and adam are canonically a white bred suburban couple who are "vanilla" its their personailty, i drew babs with smaller breasts and more "canon compliant" for a while before i changed it up. Obviously you CAN draw barabra and even adam as sexy and babs with big tiddies, i draw barbara with larger breasts now, and show her cleavage and I've been doing this for a while and i have draw PLENTY of sexy and pin up style babs as well adult content with her beetlejuice, and adam, I've also posted it on here so again y'all dont know what you're talking about. I know others who have drawn sexy barbara and barbara with larger breasts just because its not common and YOU haven't seen it doesn't mean its not out there.

Have y'all seen art of anyone oc's like including self ship oc's with beej?? many of them are sexy and/or have pretty bug breasts (not complaini g btw yall are doing gr8 i love your oc's) or other adult female characters in the show I've seen of art thats sexy of miss Argentina and delia as well as art of them with larger breasts and dressed more "sexy" because that's their character, dress more revealing and prefer to be "sexy". Ive also never been attacked or seen any other "anti" attack a creator for making sexy art or big breasted versions of female characters that are canonically adults in beetlejuice, this includes myself who has openly posted suggestive content of babs even on here infact Ive seen people actually like that stuff they just don't make it themselves so claiming "no one is allowed" to draw barbara sexy or adult content of her is also a huge load.

Not to get too personal but speaking from experience as a person who developed at a very early age i got my first real bra at 7 or 8, had D-DDD breasts throughout middle school and highschool, currently has g-h cup breasts, has been overly sexualized my entire life by people of all ages because of this, and also deals with ALOT of dysphoria because of It am A-ok with representation of women with larger breasts, including suggestive/sexual art of them, women of all body types including their breasts but that's the thing i highly doubt y'all care about large breasted women I've seen the argument when talking about the over sexualiztion of large breasts

"well you dont care about women with big breasts we exist too!"

"Dont erase our body breasts!"

I get it! But its pretty clear this argument is usually only being presented to tokenize us and then someone will draw a big tiddied lady with wide as birthing hips, a dumpster truck ass, back that looks like it son the verge of breaking, and a waist that varies from size skinny to "holy sh*t did all your organs get sucked out???" If yall really care about women with big breasts draw women of differing body types with big breasts, draw them chubby, fat, ACTUALLY curvy, give them stretch marks, a double chin, ect. You fucking cowards say were mysoginists for "not giving barbara big tiddies"

Most of b**tleb*abe adult lydia art looks like a mix of jessica rabbit, elvira, and morticia addams with the same 2 or 3 body types over and over again, infact ive run into plenty of b**tleb*bes art where lydia has either has big tits or like a B-ish cup ("aged up" lydia thats looks almost exactly like her teenage self canon(s)) not really an inbetween but you "totally care about women with large breasts" its not tat you only care about adult lydia to make her ooc, project onto her and make her to sexy goth queen many of us wanted to be when we were young and watched beetlejuice, ship her with beej so she can be his big tiddy goth gf its TOTALLY about ""feminism"" uh huh....

And where has YOUR sexy barbara art been hmm? b**tleb*bes draw so little art of barbara or either maitlands other than to be in the background and react to beej and lyida's shenanigans, or scold them because babes portray the maitlands or way more protective and prude than in canon, and the little art I've seen babes draw of her isn't sexy big tiddy babs. I have at most seen a handful of deetzland fics with adult content including barbara and that's it. Its very clear many of yall care mostly about lydia and beej especially boinking be honest now. So dont bring up our ship or barbara as a "gotcha antis".

And lastly Lydia, i dont think any of us are saying she cant grow up, we literally just think its gross to sexualize a character who is a minor in canon and age her up solely to be with a canon adult. Ive seen "antis" draw adult lydia in a tasteful way and develop her as she grows up because they're interested in her charcter and no one has taken issue with it at all. Lydia in all canons doesnt have big honkers in any canon either, yes minors can have breasts, even larger ones. I mentioned above that was me, and you can have a character who is a minor who looks more developed than others where its not gross and sexualized (jackie lynn thomas from svtfoe is an example, mami from madoka isnt really sexualized in canon from my memory) i think representaion of all body types abd breast sizes is important for young women but lydia isnt one of those characters even in canons where shes 15-17 and going through puberty.

Let lydia be a child jfc, stop being creepy and getting pissy when people draw lyida with the same breast cup in canon and make her look like the average teen/tween she is, that isnt misogyny its treating a character who is a minor appropriately.

The ACTUAL misogyny is over sexualizing and aging up a tween/teen character soley to do the horizontal monster mash with a adult charcter, write her so that she really only cares about said adult character and the spawn that pop out of her from him, she dies young but parents and friends who cares shes got beetlejuice!, Forget the entire life she leaving behind too, and giving her the body of a pixar mom or h*ntai protagonist a majority of the time.

Your performative white feminism is showing.

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WHISKEY, NO CHASER

fandom: Yu-Gi-Oh!

relationships: puzzleshipping

tags: bartender AU, eventual romance, fake/pretend relationship

warnings: alcohol consumption, smoking mention, death mention, drunk people

status: completed

series: Happy Hour

summary: Yugi gets cut off at a bar in an attempt to drown his broken heart in whiskey. What happens next is an accident. Mostly. Companion piece/Sequel to Cut Off

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by @/shinayashipper [link] (beware of spoilers!!)

read the prequel!

*looks at my three longfic projects* uh oh

here it is!! the companion fic!!! i’m SUPER excited to continue this story because I wasn’t ready to let go when Cut Off ended and i've been secretly writing this since like ch5 sdfgfhg

quick rundown of the plans: same number of chapters, less words overall. won’t be quite as much of a honker as Cut Off, but it will explore some stuff the original story didn’t get to see. enjoy!!

[authorellenmint]

Daddy Alistair

“Shhh!” his finger wagged to his pursed lips, eyes blazing as he glared at the Wardens speaking far too loudly outside the room. They glanced askance at their Warden-Captain, both fresher recruits who didn’t yet know the rules of the Vigil.

“Keep quiet,” Alistair mouthed then pointed to a sign he painted for such emergencies.

‘Shut your fat gobs!’ wasn’t the most polite of instructions, but in his so-exhausted he felt punch-drunk state, it was amazing he didn’t paint it on his body instead of the old shield.

The Wardens rolled their eyes but slunk away, open palms waving through the air as if they were about to break into a dance. Alistair didn’t care if they did as long as they did it quietly! He risked a peek towards the verboten room, his finely tuned ears hunting for a hint of a sniffle or complaint.

Which was when a cacophony of metal ripping into metal erupted from below.

Alistair rushed to the railing, hands hooked to the banister as he leaned over. The entirety of the Ferelden army marched through the door into the Keep. Or so it seemed to Alistair. His vision was a little hazy, but he’d swear there were a few Orlesians hiding amongst the vast stretch of clanking, clanging, metal cans strapped to soldiers.

“Oi!” he shouted at the top of his lungs before flinching deep. A guilty head whipped to the door before he stared down at the massive army...that looked to be about thirty people in total now. They all turned to him. “Keep it down,” he whispered, pantomiming sleeping with his folded hands tucked to his head.

“Uh...” The soldiers swiveled their heads around, the helmets rumbling deeper than thunder. Alistair jabbed a finger in the air warning them all. As one, the soldiers lifted their legs slowly, the greaves and other knee bits still clanging as they took a softer step forward.

“Blighted hell,” Alistair cursed, “just slide forward! Don’t lift your bloody feet!”

“As you say, Ser,” one of the men certain to spit his name for eternity said. With arms akimbo, knees locked, the Ferelden army slid across the Keep like kids in their socks. Even still, Alistair held his breath until the last of them vanished. Finally, blessed quiet filled the Vigil.

A soothing breath pulled into Alistair’s lungs, the buzz in his head slowing. On the tips of his toes, he eased towards the dangerous room. He held his breath while cracking open the door, holding the latch in his hands the entire time lest it rattle. Still, he only risked the honker of his nose and a single eye to peer into the room.

Barely any light pierced through the shutters, the few rays landing upon the mess of toys across the carpet. He glanced to the first monster to shatter that block-made city ten minutes prior. Flaxen hair spilled across the pillow, hands clasped to a burlap griffin. So far so good.

Left where the second one fell for nap time, black hair hid away the lips parting assuring snores upon the rug. There was a perfectly good bed beside the other but no. Naps are only to be had on the floor.

Some foreign sensation, he’d almost call it calm but that hadn’t been seen in a year and a half, cooled his prickled nerves. To the window, Alistair gave his last check. A yellow blanket hid the face, but the tiny hand that’d painted half the armory before anyone caught on dangled helplessly against the window-seat. Out cold, all of them.

Thank you, merciful Andraste! With as much care as before, Alistair shut the door, prepared to resume his patrol of naptime. Running a hand through his hair, he sighed to himself, “What in the void made me think I could survive triplets?”

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Nights in White Satin (M)

Pairing(s): Kino, Hongseok, E’Dawn, Hui x Reader. This one is Kino focused

Genre: SMUT AF, College AU

Summary: Sexual Liberation Pt 8. First person POV, heavy characterization of reader. just a bunch of smutty goodness in college.

Warnings: there’s a lot of sex over the course of the series. In this chapter, double kino sexy time, fuckboy/tsundere kinda Kino (but we all knew this),phone sex, squirting, masturbation, hearing kino moan, i literally have this kink with rings i’m so sorry yall have to experience this but please bare with me, creampies, wet and rainy, hair pulling, choking, car sex

Word Count: 11.5k

A/N: I flipflop between stage names and real names. Sometimes the formatting can be weird between mobile and desktop:/ Italics mean memories/past events and thoughts. In this one specifically it’s thoughts, a voicemail, and a fantasy. This one took me forever as well and it’s a freaking honker so get ready. but there is double the pleasure with this one.

Sexual Liberation Masterlist

Fic Inspo (Please listen to all these songs, they go along so well with this fic lmao)

Backseat-JYJ

Wet- Jooyoung (THIS ENTIRE MV YALL)

Nights in White Satin- The Relentless (yes this lowkey became a songfic shutup and this one is like the important one clearly because it’s the title lmao)

Hyuna fucked me against the window of the hotel room. Hui fucked me on the balcony. Hyojong fucked me in the hottub. And we had all somehow fucked each other in the giant shower stall without anyone slipping and sliding to their doom. To say that i was exhausted was an understatement. I was just a walking corpse, drained of any feeling and energy (or cum). Sunday morning we bid Hyuna goodbye before she got on her private jet. She cried a bit when she had to leave Hyojong and he spent several minutes reassuring her. It was really sweet. They seemed perfect for each other. I squeezed Hui's hand as i watched. I was being a bit of a glutton for punishment at this point.

She said goodbye to us next, a little bit faster since her plane was scheduled to leave soon. Hui and I received a kiss and a hug each and a promise that she would be back soon. We watched as her car drove off, leaving us to drag our luggages to the train station and endure the ride back home. We all slept on the train but it didn't even feel like enough. The three of us were still shuffling around wordlessly until we finally collapsed in the dorm. I flopped onto Hui's bed and didn't move. He flopped beside me, joining me in my feeling like we were hit by a bus. If we had larger beds, Hyojong would have slept with us too but he stayed in his own room for the time being. Being asleep felt like a comforting void close to death but not exactly there yet. I wanted to stay in this limbo forever.

I was shaken awake aggressively and yanked out of my blissful coma. “WHAT?!” i rasped

“Get up. Class starts in 15 minutes.” Hui said. His voice sounded as bad as mine and he still looked like a truck had run him over. I looked at the window that was pouring in light through the blinds. It was the next morning but i felt like i had only slept for a few hours. I think it was about 15 though.

“Fuck…” I got up and tossed off the clothes I had slept in and pulled out an outfit i had packed for the trip but hadn't worn. “Can i borrow a hoodie?”

Hui yawned as he pulled one out of his closet and handed it to me. I threw it on and tied my hair up in a knotted mess of a bun. “Fuck…” I said again, now realizing that i didn't have my backpack. “I don't have anything to take notes with.”

Hui grabbed my shoulders and gently shook me. “Who cares? If we didn't get points taken off for attendance we wouldn't be going to this dumb class. Just borrow my notebook.” He walked out of his room and banged on Hyojong's door.

I grabbed Hui's backpack and went out to the living room area. Kino came out his room and stopped when he saw me. “When did you get-shit. What happened to you?”

I glared at him. “Kino, i'm really not in the mood.” My voice cracked.

“You look horrible.” He glanced over at Hui who was pulling Hyojong out of his room by his shirt. Hyojong didn't even look like he could function at all. “What did you guys do??”

“What didn't we do is the better question.” Hui answered. He got a bottle of Listerine and took a shot of it before handing it to me. I did the same and passed it to Hyojong, none of us actually having any time to thoroughly brush our teeth. Now we only had 10 minutes to get to class on legs that were too sore to move.

Kino's mouth stood agape for a moment but he didn't dare ask any other questions. We all walked to our Music Theory class and sat wayyyy in the back trying to hide from the prying eyes of teacher and students. Kino kept giving us the once over, finding new marks to pick out and make suspicions about. All hell basically broke loose when Jisoo arrived. She wanted to question everything that happened and wondered why the Trio of Doom had their new found seats beside me. I flopped onto the desk, the sound of everyone's voice drilling into my skull. “We fucked. A lot. A lot, a lot. We're tired and i'd rather be dead than here. And when my voice doesn't sound like a prepubescent boy I will tell you everything. For now, please shut up.”

Jisoo snapped her mouth shut and crossed her arms, staring at the presentation down in front, angrily. I spent the rest of class pretending that I was paying attention when in reality I was basically sleeping with my eyes open. It took about two more days to fully recover enough stamina. Classes were kicking my ass in full gear so I didn't have any more time to waste as midterms were in a few weeks. I had eventually sat Jisoo down to talk about what happened. I opened with, “So, i'm bi.” which earned me a loud screech from Jisoo.

“What the fuck do you mean you’re bi? What the hell happened on that trip? What kind of sex did you have???” She paced the length of her bedroom as she tried to wrap her head around what I was saying. I laid back on her bed and answered a text from Hui.

“Well let’s see...Hyojong got me vibrating panties and somehow got me to put them on without me noticing and he turned them on in the damn train station. Then I found out he brought sex toys and to get back at him I fucked him with a strap on. Then i found out he had a girlfriend-”

“WHAT?!”

“Hold on, it gets better. So his girlfriend is totally okay with me fucking Hyojong and we basically fucked the entire weekend. I got deepthroated like 7 times which is why I sounded like a croaking frog. And Hui is L O U D so he sounded terrible too. I was handcuffed and spread every which way so my body just gave out on me.”

Jisoo stared at me for a long while. “What even is your life….”

“You’re telling me. Fuck if I know. I just need my voice to recover so I can make up my stupid vocal lesson. At least that paper for Music Theory is out of my hair.” I sighed and looked at my phone again as I got another notification.

“You are...is this your life now? Is this just what you’re going to do for the rest of college?” Jisoo asked.

I sat up and looked at her, confused by what she meant. “What do you mean exactly?”

“Like are you just going to focus all your energy into becoming obsessed with fucking these guys?”

“Jisoo, all my energy isn’t going into them. My grades are still good and I’m working hard on all my practices. I danced through my pain and I still have blisters on my feet from practicing all day yesterday. Just because I’m involved with them doesn’t mean they’re going to get in the way of my dreams.”

“What happens when you start having feelings for them? Then what? They’re going to go back to Korea and Hyojong isn’t even going to think about you since he has a girlfriend!”

I got up quickly. “Why are you acting like this? It’s not cool.” Tears were starting to brim on my waterline. Jisoo had never spoken to me like this before.

“I’m just telling you the truth in hopes that you realize what it’s doing to you. You can’t just fuck people for months on end and not develop feelings for them. It’s only a matter of time and then you’ll be stuck with trying to figure out who you want to be with.” She sighed. “Look i’m not trying to be mean, I just need you to get your head together before this all dumps on you at once.”

I looked away from her and tried to blink away my tears. “I’ve got to go. I-I need to meet Hui. I’ll see you later.” I rushed out of her apartment and headed towards Hui’s dorm. I didn’t want to think about Jisoo being right, I really didn’t. But I thought back to what Hyojong said to me about me being his girlfriend. And about Hui saying that Hyojong would basically have to fight him if he wanted to have me. I shook my head to try and push those thoughts back where they belonged, in the box of denial in the back of my mind.

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I knocked on the door waiting for Hui to answer. I was instead greeted by Hongseok. “Oh, Hongseok, hi. Is Hui here? I was supposed to meet him.”

“He's not but I know his piano lesson is today and that's usually like 3 hours or so.”

“Maybe i misread his text. I'll just head back to my dorm then.”

“Uh...no, that's ok. You can hang out here if you want, though it's just me right now.” He said a bit nervously.

“Oh, ok! I like hanging out with you.” I stepped into their dorm space and set my backpack on one of the couches. “How'd your history test go?”

He beamed. “I actually passed thanks to you. Thank you so much for helping me.”

I gave him a high five. “Yay! I'm happy that it went ok. I knew you could do it. You're really smart.”

His cheeks turned a bit pink. “Heh...thanks. Um...but i kinda need your help again. If you dont mind?”

“Oh? What class is it this time?” i asked.

He swallowed hard and stared down at his feet. “Latin dance.”

“A latin class?” i chuckled a bit, surprised. “I didn't know you were taking a dance class.”

“It's just the required dance credit I have to take. But i definitely chose the wrong class. I’m not much of a dancer. Do you know anything about it?” he asked.

I nodded and stepped closer to him. “Yeah, I took Latin one and two last year. Here, put one hand on my waist,” I guided his hand to right above my hips. “And one hand up, hold mine.” Our hands cupped together in the air. “Now for the basic step it's about two steps forward, slight pause, two steps back. Lead with the left.”

I guided him into the basic step, laughing as I had to repeat and slow down for him. Our heads even bumped together a few times because he was so focused on staring at his feet. “You have to look up when you do it! You're gonna have points taken off!”

“Im sorry, Im sorry!” He rubbed his forehead where we had clashed together. “Im trying!”

“I know! But now we have to add the hips.” I placed my hands on his hips and lead them into small isolations. “When you step you have to add some hip movement. It goes with the beat.”

“O-oh...hips?”

I looked up at him and smiled. “Yes. Hips. All Latin dances are fun. Some are sexy and sensual You have to move your hips. Here maybe you should hold mine instead.” I switched the position of our hands and swirled my hips. “Feel that?”

He nodded. “I feel something.”

“Do you want to try it with music?” I reached for his phone that was on the dining table and took a misstep, my foot rolling slightly. Hongseok caught me instantly since we were still so close, my chest was pressed against his now, his hands on the small of my back, cheeks burning crimson. “S-sorry.” I stuttered. “I can literally trip on anything.”

“It's okay. I'm glad i caught you in time.”

He didn't let me go for a moment and I couldn't help but stare at his full lips. They just looked so soft and kissable. His hands around me were so warm; I could feel it spreading throughout my back. I dared to look up at his eyes which had been staring down at me. A nervous smile crept onto his face but neither of us let go. I swallowed back some of my nerves. “Hongseok...I…”

The door to the dorm swung open and Hongseok and I scrambled to pull away from one another and look as casual as possible. Kino kicked his shoes off and looked over at us, eyebrow raised in suspicion. “Oh I didn't know anyone was home. What are you doing here?” he asked me.

“I was waiting for Hui but I think I came too early. Then Hongseok asked me if I could help him with his dance class.”

“If you want better lessons, you should've just asked me, Hongseok.” Kino quipped.

“Well to be quite honest, Id rather not dance Latin with you. Unless you want to grind against me.” Hongseok chuckled.

“Ohh grinding. Is that what you two were doing?.” Kino teased as he came into the dining and kitchen area with us. “Is that why you want her to help instead of me?”

Hongseok rubbed his neck nervously “I- I…”

“I should check with Hui to see how long he's going to be.” I tried to shift the tides and ease the awkwardness of the situation. I leaned over the back of the couch and dug into my backpack to retrieve my phone. I sent a quick text to Hui to see when he might be done. I felt a slight unease as if Hongseok and Kino were watching me but when i looked back their eyes were shifting and avoiding me. I smoothed out the back of my skater skirt. “What?”

Hongseok's face was even more beet red. “Nothing! Nothing…”

“You guys are weird…” I made my way over to the fridge and grabbed the filter water pitcher and a glass from the cabinet. Kino crept behind me and grabbed my ass firmly, making me almost drop the pitcher.

“You look good in that skirt. Did Hongseok have some wandering hands during your practice?” he whispered in my ear.

I shoved him away quickly. “What? Are you jealous now? It's just dancing, Kino.”

“Me? Jealous of Hongseok? Please.” He jumped onto the kitchen counter and took the glass of water from me.

I glared at him as he took a long gulp. “He has way more manners than you will ever have. And i'm sure if something was going on between us-which it's not, by the way- he would be nothing short of a gentleman.”

“Gentleman cant fuck.”

I tried to keep my voice as a whisper but Kino always made me want to scream. “Well gee, Kino, did it ever occur to you that I don't always want to fuck!? Maybe I want to go out on a date or two.”

He rolled his eyes. “Dating would mess up what we have. That's like the rule.”

“I didn't say go on a date with you, jackass. I wouldn't stoop so low.”

“Ouch, damn.” He said, and I almost thought he was actually offended. He set the glass down and jumped off of the counter. “I wouldn't say that about you.”

My mind was still a mess after my conversation with Jisoo. “Well which is it? I don't get you Kino. What exactly do you want?”

He didn't answer me and instead stormed off to his room. What the absolute hell?? I patted Hongseok's shoulder and advised him that i'd be right back. I followed Kino to his room and shut the door quietly. “What's your deal?”

He pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it in his pile of dirty laundry. “Nothing's my deal. Go finish dancing with Hongseok.”

“Ok, correct me if i'm wrong but you just said you weren’t jealous of Hongseok and insinuated that if I were to have sex with him it wouldn't be good because you can fuck better than him. Then the topic of dates came up-”

“You brought that up. And I had to remind you that dating isn't part of our deal. I know you can't resist me but don't you think that would muddy up the waters, hmm?”

“There is no muddying of waters!” I stomped my foot, frustrated and annoyed at him. “I never said I wanted a date with you. But if I had to go on a date with Hongseok it would be much nicer.”

He took off his basketball shorts and tossed them in the laundry as well before going over to his dresser to pull out some fresh shorts. “Doubt it.”

I crossed my arms over my chest. “Ooohhh, I get it now. It's competition. You don't like anyone one-upping you. I can see that now. Yeahhhhh for sure! Everytime i would tell you about something I did with Hui or Hyojong, you'd want to do something better and harder.”

“I have no idea what youre talking about.” He didn't look at me though and I knew it was true.

“So, Kino,” I smirked as I sauntered over to him. “You would want to prove that you're a better date than Hongseok-if I were to go out on a date with him.”

“You're literally the one that's so obsessed with dating me now.” he said flatly. He still wouldn't look at me though.

“I'm not obsessed at all. After all, I’m not competing with others to coddle my fragile masculinity. But I'll grant you the favor of a date. It won't make things complicated but it will shut your mouth up. You just better make it worthy of being the best date I've ever had.”

“Fine!” He snapped back at me finally. “At least i know you'll put out on the first date.”

I was taken aback. I felt a stabbing pain in my chest as if his words had pierced through my heart. I grabbed the door handle and quickly walked out, not even wanting to stay for Hui or Hongseok. Was everyone just taking a stab at me today? Was this some cosmic karma bullshit coming to strike me down? I was over my friends being assholes to me and was ready to go back to being an introvert.

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Hey….i just wanted to say that...im really sorry for what I said the other day. I mean, i wanted to say it in person but you walked out. I know why you did it but…-sigh- call me back, please?

It had been a few days since I had talked to anyone at all. I had ignored several calls from Kino this afternoon but when the voicemail icon showed up I decided to take a listen. I replayed the voicemail again just to make sure I heard everything correctly. He was being sincere which was a new thing for Kino; actually being nice and recognizing when he was wrong. I was shocked. I decided to call him back and see what else he had to say.

“Hello?” his voice seemed a little groggy.

“Kino?”

“Mhm...hey.”

“Were you asleep?” I asked and looked at my phone for a quick second. It was only 10 pm on a Friday. It wasn't really like him.

“Yeah.” He groaned and I assumed he was stretching. “I haven't slept much these past couple of days.”

“How come?”

There was a pause on the other end of the line. “I've been thinking about you. And what i said. I didn't mean to hurt you. I really didn't. I just don't want things to be weird between us...but I kind of realized that going on a date didn't matter if you were mad at me. I don't care about Hongseok or what you do with him. We can just...hang out as friends right? We can do fun stuff together and still fuck, right?”

“Yeah...yeah we can Kino. It's all i've ever wanted. We fight a lot but...we have good chemistry. I don't want anything to mess it up either.” The tone of his voice had my cold demeanor towards him melting in a matter of seconds. Hearing him apologize meant a lot to me and it felt good for us to want to do something together without bickering. “Do you want to maybe go to the arcade with me? We can get some wings too. It doesn't count as a date. It's not a fancy restaurant.”

He let out a small laugh. “Yeah, that's totally how that works.”

“It’s true! Wings are bro food! We’re bros.” I laughed at my lameness then cleared my throat. I adjusted myself in my bed. “Are you going to go back to sleep now?”

“Only if you forgive me.” He replied

“If i don't forgive you would you stay up and talk to me?”

“If you forgive me, i'll stay up with you anyway.”

I smiled to myself. “Ok, then I forgive you...but you didn't answer my question. Do you want to go to the arcade with me?”

He chuckled. “Yes, i do. Tomorrow?”

“Tomorrow's good. If you meet me at my dorm we can go to the student parking lot to get my car and leave from there.”

“Sounds good…” There was silence for a long while. I had thought the call dropped.

“Kino?”

“Hmm? I'm still here...keep talking to me. I like the sound of your voice.”

I fiddled with the edge of my fleece blanket. “What do you want me to say?”

“You tell me, you’re the one begging me to stay up with you.”

That was true but we had never really talked on the phone like this before. Who even talked on the phone anymore? I talked to my freakin’ mom on the phone not my fuck buddy. I chewed on my bottom lip. “It’s kind of cold here… I have the heat on and i’m under the covers.”

“Well what are you wearing?” He asked.

“What am i-? I mean...like just a t-shirt and panties really. Why?”

He didn’t respond and it was like I could hear his smirk through the phone. “Kino, are you trying to have phone sex with me?”

“Well damn, it’s better than listening to you complain about the weather. And you woke me up. I need to get back to sleep somehow.”

Even though he couldn’t see me I covered my face in embarrassment. “I can’t do that! I’m not good at talking dirty!”

“Hah! I beg to differ. I remember a certain someone telling me that I was a good boy at the library. And you called me by my name. You know how to talk dirty. Don’t play innocent with me.”

“It’s different over the phone! It’s like...i have to think about it. I have to think about saying sexy things.”

“Don’t think about it, if you do you’re gonna force it and it’s gonna be awkward. Just breathe. Pretend I’m there with you.”

I set the phone down beside me and put him on speaker. Laying back, i closed my eyes and took a few deep breaths. I was thankful that my roommate was gone for the weekend visiting her parents. “You should be here. You could warm me up.”

“I’d love to. Your thighs would be really warm around my head. You like that don’t you?”

“I do.” I sighed and rubbed my thighs. “I really do. It’s my favorite thing when you put your mouth to better use than annoying me.”

“I like when your mouth is moaning my name instead of annoying me.” Kino retorted. “In fact...i love when you do those short little breathy moans, like when my tongue is inside you and you pull my hair.” He let out a soft groan and I shuddered.

“You do have a talented tongue.” I dared my hand to go a little lower and rub the center of my panties. “You know you’re kind of quiet when we fuck. You make rough sounds but i’d really...really like to hear you moan for me. I want you to whimper and feel your breath catch in your throat. I want to hear you say my name, Hyunggu.”

He cleared his throat. “W-wha…”

I rubbed myself slowly, imagining Kino in his dark room, his hand wrapped around his cock. “I would love to hear you baby. Please? For me?”

“I-i-i’m sure I don’t sound as sexy as you...you know i-”

“Are you shy now, love? Do you not want to make me wet for you?”

He was silent for a moment but I could hear his sheets rustling. A few moments later I heard slick sounds of skin on skin. His breath was becoming slightly heavy. “I do...I want you dripping and fingering yourself, like that video you sent me.”

“Oh, the snap.” I let out a sensual giggle. “I had been thinking about you coming into my dorm and begging me to fuck you. I was using my vibrator but it wasn't enough. I wanted to feel you inside me Kino.” My fingers trailed inside my panties dancing in the wetness that pooled from my entrance. I stroked myself slowly, up and down...up and down, spreading my slick over my folds and clit. The more I thought back to that fantasy the more it fueled my passion.

The softest of moans escaped him. I had to strain my ears just to hear it but it made my toes curl instantly. “Fuck, I love being inside you…”

“You're still holding back, baby.” I spread my legs a little wider wanting better access to my entrance. I pushed one finger in easily but that didn't last long. I added another, curling the tips ever so slightly against my walls. I swallowed hard and licked my lips. The sounds on his end were getting faster. He was working his cock and I could picture how swollen he was; his hand traveling the length of his shaft, twisting slightly at the head that burned with sensitivity. Soft whimpers turned into harsh curses then short groans of pleasure. He sounded so good. My walls clenched around my fingers as my body shuddered. Just his sounds were driving me to the brink of an orgasm. Like music to my ears.

Then I heard my name. Over and over and over as the speed of his hand increased. I could hear the pace of his strokes quickening, the slickness of his precum was probably spread across his shaft. I thought about the way he tasted, the way his thick cum felt on my tongue. I lifted my knees towards my chest, fingering myself deeper as I was so desperate for him to hear me cum.

His breaths were ragged and intense now but he managed to speak. “I hear how wet you are, slut.” His short chuckle was filled with his usual sarcasm.

“You're the bigger...ahh...slut!” The last word came out as a cry as my fingers found my spot. “Now youre so loud. You like being loud for me, don't you, Hyunggu? You love being a good boy for me?”

He let out a loud gasp. “F-fuck! Don't call me that.”

I pushed a third finger inside me, my hips rocking up to meet my thrusts. “W-why not? Does it make you cum hard? Is that your little kink?”

He was a panting mess on the other line. I could tell he was trying to keep his mouth covered or at least bite down on his lip. I wanted to see him but the mystery of how he looked spread across his bed right now thrilled me. I slipped my hand under my shirt and grabbed at my breast, teasing and pulling my nipple to its sensitive erect state. My mind was at work again, taken back to my fantasy of him begging me to fuck him.

My hips worked in rough circles, feeling Kino plunge into me deeper. Harder. Faster. My head was tossed back as a slew of moans released from me. His hand landed hard smacks to my ass leaving burning red prints all over my cheeks. I could feel him watching my tits bounce, that evil tongue of his peeking out from his mouth to lick his lips. Everytime he did that it made me want to fuck him even more. I grabbed onto the headboard as he arched against my chest., his cock throbbing hard inside me. My free hand gripped a handful of his silver hair and forced his head towards me. “You want to cum like a good little boy, don’t you?”

He nodded breathlessly. “Make me cum, please!” He begged.

I smirked down at him, watching every muscle in his body tense under his skin. I licked his lips and whispered against them. “Cum inside me, baby.”

My walls clenched around his swollen cock fueling his cum to spill within me, warming me completely. His hips bucked with each strand that left him, his hand gripping my thighs so tight i could feel the bruises beginning to form. I slowed my bounces down pulled off of him gently. I could feel his cum threatening to slip out of me. I moved my hand between my thighs and gathered his cum on my fingers pushing it deeper inside me. I curled my fingertips against that little pleasure center inside me, crying out his name as I brought myself to the edge.

“FUCK!FUCK!FUCK!” My thighs shook as my cum shot out of me, dousing my panties and bedsheets. My breath felt like it was knocked out of me and my whole body was tingling. My whole head felt fuzzy as if I had just fainted. I looked around the room still upset that Kino was in his bed and not here with me. I swallowed hard and reached for my phone with my clean hand. I took it off speaker and pressed it to my ear in time to hear Kino moan deeply as he came. His wet strokes were slowing down as his breath struggled to keep up.

“Y-you ok?” I panted.

“Yeah...yeah I’m good. You sounded so fuckin’ sexy.”

“Yeah..uh...i squirted. Like everywhere. So that’s a new one.”

“Wait by yourself?” He asked. I had normally only done so when he, Hui, and Hyojong were inside me at the same time.

“Uh-huh. I was thinking about something in particular and I guess it...just…”

“Will you send me a picture?”

“God you’re gross.” I rolled my eyes. “Only if you send me a picture of your cum?”

He scoffed. “You’re such a hypocrite. You first though.”

“Fine, Fine. But you pay for the wings tomorrow.”

He groaned. “The things I do for you. Now hang up and send me the pic.”

“You’re so commanding!” I hung up on him quickly and decided to make him wait. Mostly because my legs were sore and i didn’t want to move at all or attempt to make myself look sexy. I felt my phone vibrate and of course it was Kino sending me a bunch of chicken emojis. I sighed and opened up my snapchat trying to find the best angle to show off my soaked sheets and panties, my hand still rubbing lazy circles on my clit. Once i was satisfied with the video I sent it. Eventually i willed myself to get up and change my sheets. I got up and dropped my panties to the floor and pulled off the dirty sheets. I tossed them in my hamper and pulled out some other sheets I had gotten on clearance. They were some white satin-y kind of material and not quite the right size for my dorm bed but it would have to do. I wasn’t in the mood to do a load of laundry now.

My phone vibrated again and I opened up my snapchat knowing it was a notif from Kino. I clicked on the video and saw the expanse of his cum covered abs, his cock beginning to soften. He dragged his fingers through his cum and the video switched angles, showing his face as he sucked it off his fingers one by one. His saved his middle finger for last, pulling it out with an audible pop, and flashing it to me. He stuck his tongue out, the icing on top of his irritatingly sexy video. I groaned and flopped back onto my bed, screaming into my pillow about how he was going to be the death of me. That stupid fuckin’ fuckboy!

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I finished misting my face with my makeup setting spray and checked myself out in the mirror. Not too shabby. I adjusted the waistband of my suspender skirt and fussed with my hair a bit more. I don’t know why I was trying so hard to look good. Maybe because he looked like a Korean supermodel and I didn’t want to look like a whale-potato next to him. I sighed and willed myself to stop fussing. I was about to text Kino to see where he was at but I heard a knock on my door. I opened it and stared at him. He was leaning against the doorframe, casually, dressed in tight skinny jeans, an oversized black shirt and a leather jacket. His hair was perfectly styled in such an effortless way and I hated him for being so ridiculously sexy.

“Hey.” He said. His eyes were crawling everywhere on my body.

“Hey…You look so…..Korea.”

He pushed his hair back and I wanted to scream. “And you look so America. What the hell does that mean anyway?”

“You know like...fashionable.” Attractive. Gorgeous. Deadly. “Just you know…” I stared at the rings on his slender fingers that was sliding through his silver locks. He was going to kill me today. I just knew it. Maybe we didn’t even have to go to the arcade. We could just stay here and fu-

“Are you gonna keep creepily staring at me or are we going to leave?”

I stopped staring at his hands and grabbed my purse. “Yeah, uh...Let’s go.”

There was no talk about what happened yesterday night. No talk about the dirty snaps we kept sending to each other until we fell asleep. No talk about the way he was currently holding my hand as we walked to my car. I stared down at our fingers and could only think about how cute they looked together. I unlocked my car when we were close enough and was surprised when Kino opened the door for me. I gave him a brief confused stare before getting in. He was still silent as he got in the passenger's seat. The ride was only filled with the soft drull of my music from my playlist. My hand fell comfortably to the center console as i drove and i felt Kino wrap his pinky around mine. I glanced over at him but he seemed to be occupied with staring out the window. This was...strange. Was he nervous? Did he not want to be here with me?

A lot of questions played in my mind as I pulled into the arcade parking lot about a half hour later. We got out of the car and I shoved him playfully. “C’mon, loser, I’m ready to kick your ass!”

A smile finally brightened his face which infected me with warmth. It was nice to see him smile like that and have it look genuine. It wasn't a smirk or a shit eating grin. It was Hyunggu. “Race you there!” He called out before sprinting towards the entrance of the arcade. He got there first, sticking his tongue out when I arrived seconds after him, panting slightly. He opened the door for me and i stepped through, taking in the smell of cheap pizza, sweat covered plastic, and stinky teenagers. I loved the arcade.

I went over to the change machine and Kino and I both slipped in a 20 in exchange for some tokens. “What game you want to do first?” He asked me.

I looked around surveying the selection of games. “Zombies.” I ran over to the booth, pleased to see some annoying kids move out when I arrived. I stepped in with Kino following behind me, closing the curtains to create the dark atmosphere. I pulled a few tokens out of my purse and put them in the coin slot. Kino did the same and we grabbed onto the guns. “Okay, i'll lead and you watch my back and the sides.”

“Sir, yes, sir.” Kino quipped. The countdown begin and the sound effects of labored breaths came through the speakers. Our characters ‘woke up’ as the throng of zombies crashed through a metal fence.

“Left.” I said as i landed two headshots. Kino aimed his gun and fired off several shots until he was empty.

“Wait, how do i reload?”

I groaned as I shot at zombies to pick up his slack. “Point the control off to the side and press the trigger. Hurry up!”

He did as I told and joined me in a murderous frenzy. We watched as other characters died and we prevailed. Kino landed a shot to some barrels of gas and made an entire crowd of zombies explode. I high fived him in excitement, loving the thrill of the high score. We were both acting like kids, laughing  and teasing each other to see who would die first.

“If you die first then you have to buy me a shot.” I told him.

“What, you mean in one year? I’m twenty, you idiot.”

I rolled my eyes. “I forget about that. Well fine, if you win what do you want?”

He fired a few shots as he thought. “Can it be anything?”

“Depends. I’m not going to like get naked in front of people or anything.”

“Ok, if I win, you come visit me in Korea”

I looked over at him briefly. “You serious? Like spend time with you there?”

“Spend time with all of us. For maybe like a few weeks or something. On your right.”

I adjusted my aim guide and hit the zombie on the right. “Ok, if I win you have to pay for my trip to Korea.”

“Deal.” He said instantly.  I leaned closer to the screen, determined that moving my body with the control would definitely help me land my hits more accurately. I was deep in concentration when i felt Kino’s fingers stroke my neck gently, his rings sliding gently across the surface of my skin while his tongue traced the outline of my ear. My entire body shivered and I let go of the gun.

“S-stop that!”

Kino pulled away and smirked as he landed a four hit combo. My character was already dead, my high score tossed away and replaced with Kino’s. I whacked the back of his head. “You cheated!”

“Ow!” He rubbed the sore spot and glared at me. “I didn’t cheat. I just used tactics.” He let go of the control as he died  “All's fair in love and war, princess.” He slid out of the booth while I cursed at him. I scooted out after him and saw him halfway across the arcade, heading towards the dance games. I had to run to catch up to him.

“Gee, thanks for waiting for me.” I grumped and crossed my arms over my chest.

He popped in a few tokens and hit the player one button. He raised his hand so the motion detector could register him before he selected a song. “You know you can do two player right?” I said.

He looked back at me after selecting his song. “Just watch and learn.”

The dance screen came up and filled with some anime looking girls. A sickly sweet pop song came on and I burst out laughing instantly when Kino started dancing to the cutesy moves. He had no shame in wiggling his hips and making cute faces. “Shake it but don’t break it baby!” I called out to him. He turned back to me and winked, holding up a peace sign before bouncing around again. I couldn’t help but record him, after all it could be used for future blackmail of him getting my ticket to Korea. But most importantly, he looked so adorable. The song finished and he pulled me over to him, panting slightly. “You want to try? You might want to start on easy.”

I rolled my eyes. “Maybe you should watch and learn then.” I stepped up to the machine and registered the motion detector. It took me a minute to find a good enough song but I chose something a little bit more sexy. The music started and I followed along, a little worse for wear at first but getting into the rhythm of the pre set moves. I swung my hips and shimmied, bouncing my ass just a bit because I knew he was watching. I looked back at him and he had a smug look on his face. His thumb was between his teeth holding back what he really wanted to say. I finished the song, watching the results of my score. “Not too bad huh?”

He put his arm around my shoulder and hugged me tight to his chest. “You’re a cock tease, you know that?”

“Of course. That’s what I do best.” We walked away from the dancing games for now and tried to see what our next target would be. We passed by a photobooth and I watched as the display photos popped up on the screen. I stared at it a bit longingly. Kino stopped and looked at the booth.

“You want pictures?” he asked.

I looked up at him. “Y-yeah...I don't really have any of just me and you. I have pictures of me with everyone else and our group ones, but not any of just us. But we don't have to.”

He grabbed my hand and pulled me into the booth. “Let’s go.” I plopped down on the hard seat and fixed my hair, smiling a bit to myself. Kino fed the machine a 5 dollar bill and clicked through some options. “What should the first pose be?”

“Sexy! Always.” I replied. Kino got a little closer to me so we were both in the frame. He bit his lip and entangled his fingers in his hair while I winked and showed off my boobs. The flash went off and we only had a few seconds to readjust.

“Aegyo!”

Kino scrunched up his nose and put up two peace signs while I puffed out my cheeks and poked them. The flash went off again and we couldn't help but laugh when we caught a preview of our aegyo picture. We looked so dumb. I didnt even notice when the third flash went off, capturing us mid-laugh.

“Shit! We messed up! Now we only have one left. what should we do?” I asked frantically as the timer wound down.

I looked at Kino for a second before he pulled me close to him and kissed me. His hands held my jaw gently and his lips were nothing but warm caresses. My fingers curled against his jacket as my stomach released a fury of butterflies. I heard the sound of our photos printing and Kino pulled away slowly. “We should get those.”

“Hmm?” I still wanted to be wrapped up in his kiss and didn't care about the photos now. He chuckled.

“C'mon, loser. I have to beat your ass at another game before we get wings!” He stepped out and sprinted off somewhere again, leaving me to gather the strip of photos. I looked over them again, laughing at our silliness until I saw the bottom photo. Surrounding Kino and I was a frame of little pink hearts with a little cupid in the corner. I bit my lip as i stared at our lips together, the way his hand rested against me, the way i held onto him so tightly… my whole body felt warm and even though I kept trying to clear my head those feelings wouldn't go away.

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Kino and I stepped out of the arcade later on in the evening. He was holding the giant teddy bear I won him while I had on the crappy glitter bracelet he won me. A sprinkling of rain had overcome the parking lot and it looked like it was only going to get worse. “Shit, let's go before it starts pouring.” I said.

Kino nodded and we shuffled to my car. He tossed the bear into the trunk before we hurried into our seats. Our ride back was quieter, our energy mostly spent at running around and playing dancing games at least 40 more times. When I pulled into the student parking lot the drizzling outside had turned into a torrential downpour and I didn’t have an umbrella. I groaned and sat back in my seat. Being soaked was not on my list of things to do today. Kino rolled his head to look at me. “Well?”

“Well what?”

“Are you going to get out?”

“Kino it's pouring! And we have to walk all the way to my dorm! We're gonna get soaked.”

“It's just rain. We'll be fine.”

I crossed my arms over my chest. “You can go out and catch a cold, i won't.”

“Fine, maybe if we wait it'll calm down a bit.”

I glared at the rain splattering around my windshield, angry that it was ruining my time with Kino. He had turned back away from me, his head pressed against the window, eyes closed. His slender fingers drummed lazily on his knee and i watched the metal rings on his fingers catch the light of the streetlamp above my car. I don't know what it was but his hands were so attractive? Is that even a thing? Every single time they were touching me today I felt my entire body shudder. The drumming stopped and instead his fingers spread across his thigh. My eyes trailed a little higher towards his-

“You’re staring again, creep.”

I jumped up, startled at his words. I tried to say something but I could only stutter as heat rose to the tips of my ears. “ I-I was not!”

He turned and faced me. “You’ve been staring at me all day. What’s your deal? If you want to fuck just tell me.”

I rolled my eyes. “It was so much better when you weren't annoying today. I actually had a nice time with you.”

“I wouldn't be me if i didn't tease you a bit….but i had a nice time too.” He shifted a bit in the seat. “I want to do it again, if that's ok?”

“Y-yeah?”

He nodded. “We can go to the movies or something. A nice dark room in public. You love public places.” He smirked. I sighed and ignored him for for now, turning my attention back to the rain. The temperature had dropped quickly as the sun went down and the weather wasn’t really helping. A chill was starting to creep into my car. I hadn’t brought a jacket since the day started out fairly warm. “Are you cold?”

“I’m fine,” I lied.

He stood up and maneuvered himself into the backseat. “Alright well, I’ll be back here taking a nap and you can wake me up when you want to get out.”

I watched him through the rearview mirror as he spread out as much as he could in the confined space. He closed his eyes and placed his arm behind his head, adjusting himself every few seconds until he settled in a comfortable position. The rain still hadn’t slowed down and it felt like we were trapped. I switched on a playlist from my spotify so it wasn’t as awkwardly quiet between us. The minutes ticked on and I almost contemplated running out in this rain just to leave the car. But the prospect of being drenched while I was shivering still didn’t sound all that thrilling. I sighed and climbed into the backseat, whacking my head on the roof and practically falling onto Kino. “Shit! Fuck…”

Kino caught me, jumping up instantly when i fell on him. “Christ! Why are you such a klutz?”

“It’s hard moving in this car!” I yelled as I rubbed the back of my head. I plopped down between his legs and adjusted myself on top of him, my head laying on his chest. I felt him tense for a moment then relax under me. He settled his arm around my shoulder and shifted slightly.

“You still cold?”

I nodded and played with the lapel of his jacket. I wanted to tell him that i loved the way he helped me kill zombies, or how cute he looked when i beat him at table hockey, and that i really loved the shitty glitter bracelet we won me with his 20 tickets but i was too much of a chicken to even let him know that. I looked at him and his eyes remained closed, completely relaxed with a steady breath. Now that I was closer I could smell the musky sweetness of his cologne. It was lulling me me into into a steady comfort. I had never really spent time with him like this before. We barely touched after fucking. Sometimes, if i even stayed in his dorm, we would just sleep side by side and he’d remain closer to the wall as if he was allergic to me. But this was nice.

His hand came to rest on top of mine, his index finger tapping to the beat of the song that started playing. I lifted my head and watched as his lips effortlessly wrapped around the notes, my heart filling with the sweet sound of his voice. I had never heard him sing before. We had only ever had dance classes together since that was our majors. I pushed his hair back gently and his eyes opened. “You sound...amazing.” I whispered.

He licked his lips slowly and chuckled softly. “Thanks...i just really like this song.”

“I’ve never heard you sing before. I didn’t know you could.”

“I write and compose songs all the time. I just…” He shrugged and looked away. “Think I’m better at dancing.”

“I know what you mean.” I chewed at my lip a bit. “I-i don’t like the way I sound when i sing either.” I looked away from him, returning my face to the nook between his neck and shoulder.

“You don’t sing, you rap that’s different.” He said. “...Or do you mean you can-?”

“Hui says I can but i still think that sound like a dying cat.”

“If Hui says you’re good then you must be amazing. He’s basically the best singer along with Jinho.”

“Don’t ask me to sing for you because that’s not happening. I hate singing for people.”

Kino sat up, moving me with him. I had have expected him to tease and force me to sing but he leaned in closer, angling his head so that our lips were only centimeters apart. Now i thought that he was just going to land a kiss but instead he resumed his soft singing, the notes whispered against my lips. I closed my eyes and drank in the steadiness of his voice. My hands slid up his chest towards his neck where I rubbed the shaved nape of his neck. He responded by cupping his hands around my waist, holding me tightly. “Hyunggu…” I whispered.

He pressed his forehead to mine and I connected our lips. I kissed him slowly, our body heat finally putting a bit of warmth in the car. His tongue slipped easily into my mouth, dancing against mine and pulling a small whimper out of me. He smiled against my lips. “What was that?”

I hid my face in my hands. “Be quiet.”

“Oh, you’re really gonna be shy? Around me? Really?” He pulled my hands away and kissed me again. I leaned back in the seat, pulling him down on top of me. His hands slipped under my skirt and caressed my hip and thigh, pulling my leg around him so he could nestle between them. I don’t know why I felt a little shy. Maybe it was because he let me hear him sing...a certain air of vulnerability between us? Or maybe it was just the way he looked today. You would think I was a teenager with a crush. Whatever it was, it was slipping inside me with every kiss and pooling within the pit of my stomach. I could feel his jeans pressed against my center and my hips dipped into his. “You should’ve just told me this was what you wanted…” He cooed against my ear.

“I’m sorry,” I whispered. “I was still thinking about what you said. About me putting out on the first date.”

He kissed at my neck, gentle presses of his full lips on my jugular. “This isn’t a date remember? If you want something all you have to do is ask. And i also said I was sorry.” His right hand slid over my shoulder, down to my breasts, over my stomach, and under my skirt where his fingers danced across my panties. I nudged my hips up to meet his hand so he could cup me fully.

“Make me feel good. That’s what I want, Hyunggu.”

He licked his lips and nodded, barely saying a word as he busied his mouth with kisses across my neck and collarbone while his fingers moved under the lace fabric. His slender fingers stroked the length of my folds, the coolness of his metal rings against my skin made me gasp. My body shuddered as my thighs tried to keep shut.

“What’s wrong?”

I swallowed hard. “Y-you’re rings are c-cold…”

“Oh. Sorry, I’ll take them off.” I gripped his wrist before he could pull his hand away and pressed my entrance onto his fingers.

“Don’t you dare.” I moaned. “Keep going.”

He clicked his tongue and kept his fingers pressed inside me. “You never cease to amaze me.” His free hand gripped mine tightly, our palms pressed together, fingers hugged tight against each other. My eyes fluttered shut as I tried to spread my legs wider but my car was so small it was hard to move around. I groaned, a mix of frustration and pleasure. I wanted him deeper inside me and it was driving me insane.

“K-Kino…” I opened my eyes and found that he had been looking down at me, a small smirk across his lips. “W-what…?”

“Nothing. You just look good.” He shrugged and slowed his thrusts. “Your car is really small.”

“Yah, ya think?” I sighed and sat up. “Do you just want to go inside?.”

“No. Not at all.” He pulled me up from the seat and bent me over the center console. I gasped as i almost fell into the front seats, bracing my hands near the gear shift. Just as I was about to yell at him, I felt Kino’s warm tongue on my center. “F-fuck, Kino don’t do that.”

He ignored me and continued small licks to my folds, letting out a soft moan in between. My breath hitched as I gripped the sides of the seat. His hands rubbed the swell of my ass until he grabbed my panties and yanked them down. He went back to work, kissing my pussy lips slowly while flicking his tongue against my entrance. His hands gripped and kneaded at my cheeks and thighs, his fingernails digging in ever so slightly. “Y-you’re not gonna let me out of this car, are you?” I asked in a breathy moan. I felt him shake his head while his tongue was still inside me. I nudged my legs apart a little bit more and rocked my hips back against him. His name became written in the visible puffs of breaths I exhaled as i desperately wished for him to touch me more.

As if he read my mind his hands moved around my thighs and down my calves, every ridge of his rings sliding over my skin like a newfound sin. My legs buckled when his hands came back to my upper thighs. He stroked the length of my slit slowly with the underside of his fingers before he nudged the design of his larger square ring on his index finger against my clit. I gasped loudly as my nails dug into the seats a wave of pleasure becoming a dangerous tsunami. He rocked his finger against me again, slow and torturous until I was screaming his name and begging to cum. My body was shuddering when he yanked me back onto his lap. I immediately felt his cock underneath me. “So, this is what you’ve been wanting, huh? I didn’t know you’d like these that much.” He held his hand up in front of me and i could see the silver glistening with my cum through the light from the street lamp above. “What about this one?” He pulled the textured metal band off his thumb and switched it to his middle finger. “How loud can you scream for this one?”

I tried to squirm away from him, afraid of the shit that was going to come out of my mouth as soon as his hands got near me, but he pulled my legs open and propped my feet on the headrests in front of us. I was panting hard, my back against his chest so I could feel his heart beating as fast as mine. I was spread open for him and he had enough access to slide the band through my folds. Every pass of the textured metal seemed to hit all my nerves that were bursting with excitement. “Kino...fuck...God. Please don’t tease me. Please…” I mewled.

His unoccupied hand slid under my crop top and yanked my bralette to the side. His had smaller, simpler bands on this hand but they still elicited that same thrill against my skin as the others. He was making small windshield wiper strokes across my nipple, making it bud to the surface. I could feel his breath across my neck before his swiped his tongue across my jugular. His teeth wrapped around the sensitive skin and pulled blood to the surface in a gaping mark just below my jawline. It was a spot that always made me go crazy, especially when Kino was the one teasing it. My hands were grasping for anything to stabilize myself and ending up twisting in Kino’s hair, yanking his head back hard.

He growled and released the hold his teeth had on my neck. “Ow! You fucker.” My eyes rolled over to him and i saw the dangerous smirk cross his mouth. “Do it again.”

I swallowed hard and pulled on his hair again. “Be a good boy for me, Kino.”

The sound he made was almost inhuman and made every hair on my body stand on end. I could feel his cock throbbing against my ass eagerly awaiting freedom from the confines of his jeans. “Is all that for me?” I asked in a teasing tone. He wasn’t going to be the only one going crazy in this car. “Are you gonna cum inside me, baby?”

I felt him tense beneath me, his dark eyes questioning every word I had said. I leaned in closer and pressed my words into his neck. “You are going to cum inside me Kino. I can’t wait to be so fuckin’ full with your hot...thick-” I gasped as he grabbed me by my shirt and slammed our lips together. His tongue was vicious, teeth painfully tugging at my bottom lip while his fingers dove deep inside me. His rings were pressing against my entrance, occasionally entering me as he forced his fingers knuckle deep. I could only swallow back my screams of pleasure as my hips snapped up harshly to plunge him deeper into me. Kino wouldn’t even let me pull away to breathe. Every moment was filled with him taking over my mouth and pussy. My nails were embedded deep in his scalp, my body shuddering violently as it begged for my orgasm to overflow. My back arched high as i felt his fingers curl deep inside me. My mind was screaming YES!YES!YES! as I tiptoed closer to the edge. But all of that was gone in an instant.

Kino pulled away from me completely leaving me breathless and pissed off. My legs fell from their propped up position, tingling like they were filled with pins and needles. “Get up.” He commanded. I growled and hauled myself up within the confined space. He worked himself out of his jacket and shirt before unbuttoning his pants and pulling them down around his ankles. My eyes immediately fell to his cock that was now laying on his stomach, finally freed. He adjusted himself in the seat, spreading his legs a little wider before he gripped his shaft. I watched the rings slide across his skin, the metal clicking together ever so slightly. That simple sound triggered something inside me and if that wasn’t bad enough Kino let out a deep low moan. His head fell back against the backseat as he jerked himself a little faster. My cum that was still on his fingers mixed with the bit of precum spilling from his slit as he twisted his hand over his sensitive tip. I couldn’t wait anymore. If i did i was going to go crazy.

I pulled away my shirt and bra before climbing onto him. He looked up at me, our eyes locking as I sunk down onto him slowly. “Ohh fuck…” He groaned.

I bounced slowly, even though i wanted to fuck him into oblivion, teasing him as payback was going to make my orgasm that much sweeter. Inch by inch i felt him sliding in and out of me, our hips kissing every time i settled him in all the way. His brows were furrowed, lips frozen in a permanent moan. His hands were placed on either side of my ass keeping a firm hold of my cheeks as if he was trying to hold himself together. The windows misted with the fog of our breaths intermingling. He pulled me for another kiss, slowing down his pace a bit. His thrusts were starting to meet my bounces, matching the way his tongue caressed mine. Going slow was supposed to be torture for him yet...it made everything even hotter. We eased into a steady rhythm of grinding, his hips snapping up to meet mine in a harsh thrust. He was coaxing every feeling out of me in just one night and my mind could barely wrap around any of it. His kisses made their way down to my breasts and he captured my nipple in his mouth, sucking hard.

I held him tight to my chest, pulling at his hair when he pressed against my spot. He was filling me completely and it was as if my fantasy from last night was coming true. I was shivering in the stillness of the air but Kino’s hands kept exploring, grabbing, and rubbing wherever he pleased, warming me a little bit at a time. His mouth continued to work across my chest, leaving small hickies in hidden areas that only i could look at later. He was normally one for aggressively marking up in the most visible of places but these...looking back at these would help me think back to this moment with him. My body convulsed when i felt his ring covered fingers spread across the small of my back, the other hand crawling up my chest to drum its fingers across my throat. The grip came slowly at first, testing the water and my reaction. Of course, i fell into it easily, loving the way the metal clung to my skin, pressing into it like a branding, hot and stinging.

“Good boy…” The compliment fell into a rasp as his hand seized tight at my words. My eyes fell shut and it was like all I could hear were our moans mixing and the soft music still playing on my phone.The song seemed to be connected with our own tempo; a nice harshness mixed with a tender pace.

Nights in white satin Never reaching the end Letters I've written Never meaning to send

I could feel him throbbing inside me. He was coming undone but the look in his eyes screamed for my pleasure. He yearned for it just as badly as i yearned for his. My walls were keeping him trapped, flexing around his swollen cock begging for his cum. He landed a bite to my rib cage and i could barely squeeze out his name through the hold he had on my throat. My hand slammed against the fogged up windows, leaving streaks behind as my orgasm hit me hard. I clung to him, my nails making deep scratches between his shoulder blades when i at last felt his heat spread inside me. The sound he made had me riding another wave of ecstasy, extending my orgasm to another degree.

He fell back against the seat, his teeth chattering as our body heat wasn't enough to keep us warm any longer. The beads of sweat across his forehead felt like ice on his skin. I pressed myself to him trying to share what little bit of warmth we had left. It was a stupid idea to remove what clothes we had on just to get a bit more pleasure. It was mostly worth it though. Kino grabbed his jacket from the seat and wrapped it around me. “Here, you need this more than i do.”

I pulled my hands through the sleeves and adjusted the form fitting jacket around my breasts.  His eyes trailed across my torso and he grabbed my face, pulling me in for another kiss. His fingers on either side of my face had me feeling so comforted as our lips mated into a slow rhythm.

Beauty I've always missed With these eyes before Just what the truth is I can't say any more

Our foreheads pressed together as we separated for the last time. “I want you in bed with me.” i whispered.

He nodded and pushed me off him gently so he could pull up his pants and put his shirt on. With his cock no longer inside me i could feel his cum start to drip down my thighs. I tried to hold it in as best as i could, wanting to keep it there but it was no use. “I’ll give you more later, I promise.” He kissed the back of my hand before opening the door and sliding out. The rain drenched him instantly but he held his hand out for me to grab. I zipped his jacket up and took his hand cursing as the drops felt like icicles impaling me. I grabbed my purse and my phone, locking my car before we ran out into the night. The short run to my dorm made us look like we had gone through a hurricane. Kino was visibly shaking at this point and I rushed to try and get my key to swipe through the door lock. I finally managed to get us in and we shuffled to the elevator, leaving splatters of water across the tile. I looked over at him and felt so bad. His hair was dripping on his face and his body looked so small with his shirt clinging to him like that. I pulled him close to me which he accepted even though I’m sure the leather jacket wasn’t doing much to help.

I couldn’t help but laugh a little as we got to my floor. “We look like Jack and Rose.”

“Y-yeah. Just throw me o-off the door then.” He said through his chattering teeth. I pulled him along to my room and opened the door immediately turning up the heat. I helped him pull his clothes off and grabbed my towel to dry him off first. I pushed his hair back and guided him to the bed giving him a quick kiss before he slipped in.

“Get under the covers, baby.”

I didn’t have to tell him twice. He pulled every blanket i had over him slowly easing his shivering down. I pulled off the rest of my clothes and dried off, tying my hair up before shutting off the light and retreating to the bed. Kino unwrapped himself from the blanket burrito and beckoned me to join him. I eased in and laid down. He pulled himself on top of me, settling between my legs and enveloping us in the building warmth. I kissed his forehead and pushed his hair back, whispering sweet nothings in his ear.

“Stay with me Hyunggu…”

He nodded against my shoulder, eyes falling closed as his hips rolled against my center. “Always…”

Cause I love you Yes I love you Oh how I love you Oh how I love you

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Uncle Trap: Chapter 2

Summary: Parent Trap AU. Huey, Dewey and Louie were raised separately, believing that they were only children for twelve years. When fate reunites them at a camp, they realize that they are triplets and that they know very little about their family history. Determined to reunite Donald, Scrooge and Gladstone and make their family whole again, as well as find out what happened to their mother, the triplets decide to switch places. Chapter Rating: K+ Note: Inspired by @adamarinayu Family Trap AU, which I highly suggest you check out.

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Louie tuned out the string of names being called through the megaphone as the head camp counsellor directed each kid to the cabin they would be staying in for the summer. There were hordes of them swarming the main lot just after the entry gates, surrounding piles of duffel bags that were being tossed off of buses and unloaded from cars and taxis.

He tried fighting to keep his luggage but the teen duck who intercepted his taxi upon arrival said every bag needed to be checked for safety reasons. Louie sent a scornful luck at his surroundings, muttering under his breath, “Yeah, this is so efficient.”

He was already dreading the next two months he would have to spend in this Wi-Fi-less, video game-less zone. But he managed to plaster a smile on his face when saying goodbye to Gladstone at the airport. For some reason his uncle believed this would be a good experience for him, and whether or not it was motivated by a need for some alone time, Louie figured he might as well give Gladstone the benefit of the doubt. He hadn’t let him down before.

Shifting his green-framed designer sunglasses to rest on top of his head. Louie took a quick, surveying look at the haphazardly created mounds of duffel bags and backpacks. He eventually found his stuff but as he approached his duffel it was buried under another half-dozen bags.

“Seriously?” he groaned, hovering at the edge of the pile. He bent down and reached into the middle, jostling strange bags until he revealed the gold strap of his duffel. He gave a few hard tugs but it was stuck tight. Collapsing to the ground, Louie panted and wiped the sweat from his brow. “Ugh. This is too much effort.”

“You must be new here.”

Louie swivelled his head upwards to see a boy with thick red glasses peering down at him. “That obvious?”

“Most of us regulars know to keep a sharp eye on our luggage once it’s taken out of our hands so we can get to it as quickly as possible.”

Louie raised a skeptical brow, for he could spot nerds a mile away and this was a full-blooded one. “You come to Camp Adventure every year?”

“Some years,” he corrected. “Other years I go to Math and Science Camp, which I prefer.”

“Camp Adventure is severely lacking in books and equations,” said Louie in amusement. “What brings you here?”

“My best friend, who can be very persuasive. And stubborn.” He raised a wing towards his beak and called, “Gosalyn!”

“Yo!” In an instant a red-haired duckling appeared, her purple backpack slung over her shoulders. “I was wondering where you went to, Honker. What’s up?”

“Can you get his bag?” Honker pointed to the middle of the pile.

“It’s stuck pretty tight,” warned Louie, climbing to his feet and brushing the dirt from his pale green button-up shirt.

“Pfft. No problem.” In one smooth motion, Gosalyn reached into the pile and pulled out the green duffel with gold straps. She tossed it to Louie, who caught it, eyes wide at her display of effortless strength.

“Thanks,” he managed.

“Anytime. What’s your name?”

“Louie. This is my first and hopefully last year at Camp Adventure.”

“Sent here against your will?” asked Gosalyn in sympathy.

“Yeah, something like that.”

“I hear ya. I feel that way whenever Dad sends me to summer school. Bleh. But I avoided it this year!”

“By copying off of me,” pointed out Honker.

“Aw, I passed the tests, didn’t I? I did some work. I’m Gosalyn, and this is my best friend Honker,” she introduced. “Stick with us and we’ll show you the ropes.”

“Uh…sure.” Regarding the girl with some wariness, he asked, “Do you know who I am?”

Gosalyn sent him a weird look. “You just said. Louie.”

It never occurred to Louie that in Oregon there would be kids who didn’t know his uncle was Gladstone Gander, the famous luckiest duck in the world. In his first ten minutes, he had made friends—friends who didn’t want to get to his uncle and just wanted to get to know him.

“Louie Gander!” The megaphone projected voice echoed across the grounds. “Red Robin Cabin!”

“You’re with me!” said Honker.

“Cool,” said Louie and meant it. He had never really bothered with nerds before but he thought he wouldn’t mind this one.

“I gotta drop my stuff off at my cabin, so I’ll meet you guys in the mess hall,” said Gosalyn. She bumped wings with Honker and held it out expectantly to Louie, who grinned and also knocked wings with her.

“See you later, Gos!” said Honker. Turning to Louie, he said, “Come on, Red Robin Cabin is near the middle of the boy’s row.”

They began down the path towards their home for the summer, bags slung over their shoulders. A sharp horn blast caused Louie to peek over his shoulder, staring at the gleaming black limo that eased its way into the drop-off zone.

“Wow,” said Honker in awe. “I wonder who that is.”

Giving a shrug, Louie said dismissively, “I’ve seen better.”

The limo barely came to a complete stop before Dewey jumped out, taking in his surroundings with a wide grin. Duckworth stepped out of the limo, sending Dewey a disapproving frown. “However excited you are for this little excursion is no excuse to leap from still-moving vehicles.”

“It was hardly movin’, Duckworth,” returned Dewey, though he offered an apologetic smile. “Ah’ve waited all summer for this moment. Ah do nae want tae waste a second.”

One of the camp counsellors approached them with a bright smile. “Welcome to Camp Adventure, sport!” he greeted Dewey. “If you hand me your luggage, I’ll do a quick inspection and then in a few minutes my colleague will assign you your cabin for the summer.”

“I’ll take care of the luggage,” said Duckworth pointedly, popping the trunk and pulling out the dark blue hiking pack.

“I’m afraid it’s part of camp policy, sir. We have to check all bags that come through the gates.”

“Fine. Then you can do so here.”

The camp counsellor opened his mouth, perhaps to argue, but Duckworth thrust the bag into his wings, making sure that Dewey’s name (and more importantly, his surname) was in clear view. Eyes widening at the white thread that spelled out McDuck on the front pocket, he realized that perhaps it wasn’t worth hassling this particular guest, considering the powerful and wealthy name attached.

“Right,” he muttered. He did a quick scan of the bag, finding nothing dangerous or anything that violated camp rules and scurried off to give Dewey’s name to the check-in station.

Rolling his eyes, Dewey set his wings on his hips. “Duckworth, Ah always appreciate your help, but Ah’m trying tae be a normal kid.”

“A McDuck doesn’t have random teens rifling through their personal possessions,” sniffed Duckworth. “And at least now you don’t need to worry about searching for your items in that mess.”

Dewey turned to where Duckworth indicated clusters of kids who were digging through piles of bags. Having to admit it was nice to avoid that particular chore, Dewey accepted his backpack and strapped it on. “Ye have a point,” said Dewey with a smile. “Thanks for flyin’ down with me, Duckworth.”

“It’s my duty. And it will put your uncle at ease to know you were dropped off safe and sound.”

Dewey felt a pang in his chest at the thought of his uncle and their goodbye at the airport. Scrooge had been gruffer than normal when saying his farewells, which meant he was feeling emotional but didn’t want to show it. “Ah’ll write every day.”

“You better or none of us will get any sleep.”

“Dewey McDuck, Canary Cabin!”

“That’s me!” Excitement swelling within his chest, Dewey stepped forwards to embrace Duckworth, “See ye in eight weeks!”

“I’ll enjoy my vacation,” quipped Duckworth, patting his head. “I do hope you enjoy yours.”

“Ah will.”

Dewey raced through the gates and Duckworth watched after the boy for a moment before sliding into the limo and departing. It was fifteen minutes later when an old station wagon, squeaking and puffing exhaust, rolled into the spot the rented limo just vacated. Daisy threw open her door and stepped out, stretching her wings and legs.

“Donald, I’m flying back to Maine,” she said with a groan.

“Fine with me,” said Donald in slight annoyance. “At least there won’t be anyone nagging me the entire trip.”

“I was not nagging!” snapped Daisy, glaring at her boyfriend. “I was advising you!”

“Yeah, to break the law.”

“Going the speed limit on the highway when everyone around you is going at least ten miles faster is a safety hazard!”

As they bickered, Huey took his red bag out of the trunk. A camp counsellor approached him for a safety check and he willingly handed it over. “Uncle Donald, Aunt Daisy!” he called, getting their attention. “It’s been really great listening to you fight for hours on end, but I think it’s time for me to go.”

“How would you know we’ve been arguing? You were plugged into your music the whole time,” teased Daisy.

“You and Uncle Donald make the same face whenever you’re fighting,” replied Huey. “It looks like this.”

He twisted his features into an irritated expression, with his eyes narrowed and a deep scowl on his beak. Donald rolled his eyes and lightly swatted the back of his head. “Smart-aleck. One last run through before you go. Vitamins?”

“Check.”

“Sunscreen? Bug repellent? First-aid kit?”

“Check.”

“Paper, envelopes, stamps, pens?”

“Check.”

“Surplus of sweaters, shirts, socks, underwear?”

“Check.” Crossing his wings over his chest, Huey said in a mock-disappointing tone, “I’ve been a Junior Woodchuck for years. I didn’t get all those badges for nothing, you know.”

“I know.” Knowing it was finally time to say goodbye, Donald could feel tears welling in his eyes and he hastily turned his head, blinking hard.

A lump growing in his throat, Huey stepped forwards and hugged Donald tightly. “I’m going to be fine, Uncle Donald. I promise.”

“I know you are.” Donald knelt down and squeezed him. “I’ll be fine too.”

Resting his forehead against Donald’s, Huey said sternly, “Don’t worry.”

“I’ll try,” said Donald with a soft chuckle. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” When Donald relinquished him, Huey went over to hug Daisy. “Make sure he eats and sleeps and stays sane, okay?”

“I can promise the first two, but not the third, because I’m pretty sure he wasn’t sane to begin with.” Daisy grinned when Donald sent her an unimpressed look. “Love you, kiddo.”

“Love you too, Aunt Daisy.”

Huey went to stand at the edge of the drop-off zone as Donald and Daisy pulled away.  He waved wildly after them until the station wagon was out of sight and he hurried through the gates. He located his luggage in little time, easily wrangling it out of the pile.

“Huey Duck, Woodpecker Cabin!”

Grinning broadly, Huey pinpointed the path that led to his cabin and joined the swell of kids moving towards their summer homes.

“This is going to be the best summer ever!”

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A bratty millennial visits a museum and becomes a blowjob obsessed 50’s bimbo

   Meredith tapped her phone and scrolled through the news feed, desperate to kill time until her meal ticket for the day arrived, some dorky looking guy named Bill or something. He was late which only served to piss her off more, she was already stooping low enough to let this guy buy her a meal but who picked a lame American history museum? She stood against a large stone pillar that served as part of the entrance to the building, the bright sun beat against her exposed shoulders and made her black hair warm to the touch. She wore only her minimal amount of makeup, no need to impress a guy that wore a bowtie in his profile pic. She scanned the sidewalk again, there’s no sign of him as she shielded herself from the sun with her hand. The little shit was already five minutes late, and the sun was persistently shining in her eyes. She looked the rotating door that leads into the museum and sighed, hoping the inside she could at least find a bench and try to think up as many ways to blast this guy on twitter as she was able.

   Her shoulders visibly slumped as she found that there was nowhere to sit in the entranceway, she pressed on though, not wanting to simply bake in the sunlight. She thanked God for her phone right now, the further she progressed into this place the more she regretted agreeing to meet this guy. Everything in this building just reminded her of how great everything is now and how sexist and racist people were before. Slavery, genocide, rampant sexism, that’s all that was here, and it was no less prevalent than right in front of her. The nineteen-fifties exhibit was an assault on the eyes with its absurd colors and silly displays of toxic masculinity. Picture of cars and racers outfits filled nearly an entire wall and more things of that nature were littered everywhere.

   She thought it was all bad but found out she was quite wrong when she saw an entire room dedicated to “Fashion of the Fifties”. There were some suits for the men, and the basic James Dean clothing but the worst by far was the women’s attire that took up ninety percent of the space. Nothing but long dresses and short shorts, apparently women were either meant to look modest or like harlots. Meredith couldn’t stomach the idea of dating a guy who liked this crap any longer, she whipped her phone out and desperately texted for her friend Ashlee to save her, she should be polishing off her afternoon jog about now. As she composed her S.O.S her eyes fell on the most offensive piece of clothing she had seen yet. It was a huge black bikini with white polka dots, the cups looked like they could hold volleyballs and the shorts that came with them were big in the seat too. There was a plaque on the bottom of the display case that said these were all the authorities could find of a woman who disappeared in 1954. Apparently, they were cursed and spelled doom for any woman who had them. ‘People were so dumb in those times, who’d believe in a real curse?’ she thought. She could no longer tolerate all this offensive crap and in an act of defiance reached her hand out and flicked the cup of the bikini. As her finger made contact she could see an arc of electrical energy pass between her finger and the bra, she felt the muscles in her hand tighten sharply and pain flashed in her mind. It was so jarring that she unconsciously pressed send on the message she had composed to her friend.

   “Fuck!” she cried out and fanned her hand trying to alleviate as much pain as she could. ‘Stupid outfit’, she thought, ‘What the hell did it do that for?’ She inserts the throwing tip of her finger in her mouth to calm it down, and a moment later all the panic and pain have gone and only the sounds of sucking can be heard in the empty exhibit room. As she walked out though she found it very difficult to find a reason to remove her finger from her mouth, something about the digit between her soft lips and being played with by her slobbery tongue was just becoming more and more irresistible, but still wasn’t quite hitting the spot. She tried to think of what it was that her mouth seemed to be craving but nothing leaped to her attention. She stomped her foot in a huff and felt her body tremble at the impact in places she never remembered trembling before. She looked down and thought she could see her breasts actually growing larger, but that was just silly, boobies didn’t do that. She must just be breathing real deep or something, they can look bigger when you suck in a breath sometimes. Something shined out of the corner of her eye and drew her attention away from her expanding boobies, it was a perfectly maintained chrome grill attached to a 1953 Chevrolet Corvette with a V8 engine, she had passed by the innovative machine without a glance before but now she couldn’t take her eyes away. It was painted a fire red and had classy whitewall tires, she leaned over the velvet rope to get the best look she could and didn’t at all acknowledge the weight of her new pendulous breast pulling to the floor or the tightness in her denim jeans. All she was focused on was the car and the thought of getting into the pants of whatever stud had the pink-slip.

   So enthralled by the feat of engineering, she didn’t feel as her jeans tore a whole down the middle, giving her growing bottom room to breath and she never noticed how tight her loose fitting shirt had gotten. She never bothered with bra’s, before she never truly needed one. Her lips were still wrapped around her digit as they became plumper and fuller. The soft angles of her face became sharper and the roots of her short hair became lighter then the color shot up each individual strand of her hair, leaving her a golden blonde. The changes to her tresses continued and her hair grew, her bangs developed and after a minute she was left with a head of long, wavy blonde locks and bangs that curled over her forehead.

   Meredith had closed her eyes and felt the imagined wind on her face as she thought about her in the car and her man driving it as fast as it would go. She was so lost in her daydream that she couldn’t feel the draft as all her clothing had begun to seemingly melt off of her body and pool at her feet. For a moment it swirled around her ankles and the pool then began making its way up her supple legs again. It flowed up her body in a singular mass but left a residue behind that toon took shape. On her feet were a pair of hot rod red heels with a four-inch lift, her legs were clad in thin black stockings that disappeared just above her knee into a skirt that flared out and matched her shoes. Her torso was encased in a very tight fitting, red bustier that left the tops of her large chest exposed for all to enjoy. She wasn’t capable of being bothered by this things anymore, all that occupied her mind now was having fun, fast cars and wrapping her plump lips around her man’s juicy—“Um, are you Meredith? I’m sorry I’m late,” a voice behind her said, snapping her out of her fantasy. It was a shorter man with frizzled red hair, a plethora of freckles dotting his face and a yellow bow tie holding the neck of his short sleeved button up shirt together.

   “That’s me, babe, do I know you?” Meredith said, tilting her head and pursing her lips.“It’s George…from the Kindling app? I…uh, I’m your date?” he said, stammering and trying to maintain his composure in the face of such a beauty.“Oh that’s right, I’m here to meet you aren’t I? Silly me!” she said, tittering into her hand, “I just got distracted by this bad car here.”“Oh, you don’t like it?” He says, a little more wounded that he should’ve been.“What? No silly. Bad? As in really cool? You need to get with the chat today Daddy-o.”“Oh! Good, I was gonna say…cause that’s actually my car…” Meredith’s Jaw fell open, this nerd owned a cherry ride like that? He must be loaded! The corners of her mouth turned up in a smile, she just hit the jackpot! “Really?! That’s so banging! You gotta take me out for a cruise sometime!” George blushed a little, he wasn’t ordinarily so complimented. “It’s nothing much really, I own all the cars here. I’m a bit of a collector…”“You must be an inventor or something right?”“Oh no, I just make software and stuff like that…” Meredith wasn’t quite sure what software was but this guy was loaded and she didn’t really care. She looked around and confirmed that no one else was nearby before she made her move. “You know George, I’m one of those ‘fast and easy’ types of girls that your momma warned you about,” she said as she closed in on him. One hand wrapped around his neck and the other handled his zipper slowly bringing it down. She pulled his face into her chest and gave him a mouthful of her warm honkers. She used her other hand to pull out his half erect cock and coax it all the way there. Holding the warm Johnson in her hand made her mouth water and she slowly pulled her knockers away from his chest and sank to her knees. She lined up the engorged tallywacker with her mouth and looked him in the eyes, “So what do you say, Georgie? I take you for a ride, then you take me for one?”

The end. Hope Y’all like it!