#what the fuck is this pretty princess face

[starkeysprincess]

Blackmail

pairing: dark!rafe Cameron x reader word count: 1.4k warnings: sexting/video call sex, gaslighting, blackmailing, revenge porn, manipulation

a/n: this was a request from an anon summary: Rafe Cameron talks you into putting on a little show for him over a Facetime call, little did you know that you would regret your decision.

You flopped down onto your bed, laying on your stomach when your phone started to continuously buzz as an incoming Facetime call rang through. Before you can even see who was trying to Facetime you, you receive a text from a man you’ve been talking to for a little over a month. the man in question being none other than Rafe Cameron.

When you opened the text, you couldn't help but smile when you were met with a message that read, "Facetime me, princess, wanna see that pretty little face". Your thumb moves across the screen and you click the 'join' button, to which, you're immediately met with the sight of his handsome face, "There she is" he grins.

"Missed me already?" you teased, earning a small chuckle from him, "Always do, princess". You playfully rolled your eyes at his response as you sat up before laying back against your pillows, "You saw me like two days ago". Rafe shrugged, "So? doesn't mean that I don't miss the sight of your pretty face".

"Now you're just being a sweet talker" you snort, laying further back against your pillows, not realizing the new angle gave him a delicious view of your tits and the way your hardened nipples were pressed against the cloth of your tank top. A small smirk forms on his lips, "I'd rather be a sweet talker than a tease".

Your eyebrows furrow, "A tease? How am I being a tease?", your question only resulted in his smirk growing wider. You notice how his eyes flicker down and away from your face, "Well, you're givin' me a good view of those pretty tits and I can see how hard your nipples are".

Heat rushes to your cheeks and you're quick to readjust the angle of your phone but you stop when you hear his husky voice, "Nah, don't hide them from me, princess.".

"They look too fuckin' good for you to be hidin' them. Got me all hard and shit” Rafe confesses, pausing for a second until an idea popped into his head, “Matter-of-fact, why don't you put on a little show f'me?" he suggested. He can't help but grin when he notices how you look away from your phone's camera, "Gettin' all shy on me now?". 

“I’m just not sure if it’s a good idea” you muttered, “Why not? We’ve been talkin’ for about a month now, even gone out together a few times” he pointed out. He noticed you were still looking away from the camera, “Hey, look at me”. You turned your head, looking back at him through the call, “It’s just some harmless fun, s’all”.You stay silent, receiving a faux pout from him, “‘You don’t trust me or somethin’?”. You chew your lip nervously, still hesitant about putting on a show for him. 

He notices your hesitation, “You can trust me, princess. I promise this is for my eyes only, you know I don’t like sharing. The fuck would I share what’s mine with anyone else, huh? Your pretty little body is only meant to be seen by my eyes, no one else’s.”. 

“C’mon baby, give daddy a show, show him what’s his”. 

That’s all you needed to hear from him, the promises that he wouldn’t dare to show anyone because you were his and only his. “Okay,” you nodded, earning a grin from him, “Good girl. Why don’t you start by showin’ me those pretty tits of yours, hm?”. 

You hold your phone with one hand while your other reaches for the hem of your tank top. You slowly pull it up your waist, hesitating for a second before pulling it up further, revealing your bare tits. He licks his lips, letting out a low groan, “Fuck, baby. Lemme see you play with ‘em”. Your hand moves to cup your breast, squeezing it before you capture your nipple between your thumb and forefinger, pinching it before moving to the other. 

His eyes are glued to your tits, “Squeeze them together and spit on them for me, baby”. You do as he says, squeezing the plump flesh together, gathering spit in your mouth before letting it dribble down. He watches as your spit lands on the top of your skin before it slowly drips down between the valley of your breasts. His hand moves to palm his hard cock through his pants, “Shit…thinkin’ about how pretty they’d look covered in my load instead”. 

You can’t see what he’s doing but based on his groans, you have an idea of what he was doing while he watched you. “Alright, baby, flip the camera and remove your shorts” he instructs, to which you listen as you press the ‘flip’ button on your phone. Your hand slowly pushes the waistband of your shorts down your hips until you are left in just your panties. His voice is gruff as he speaks, “Atta girl, slowly remove your panties f’me. Need to see that pretty little pussy”. 

Your hand hooks into the elastic band of your panties, lifting your hips up as you slowly pull them down before tossing them to the side. You prop your legs up, keeping your feet flat on your mattress before spreading your legs.

“Shit…prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen” he groans, “Do daddy a favor and play with yourself. I need to see your wet cunt stuffed with your fingers”.

His words caused your breath to hitch in your throat and you can feel your clit starting to throb with need. Rafe sat up against the pillows of his headboard as he watched your hand slipping between your thighs, rubbing circles against your clit with your nimble fingers.

“That’s it…gonna show me your fingers stretchin’ that tight little cunt?” he breathes heavily, his hand moving up and down his length faster. A small gasp escapes you as you push two of your fingers into your sopping wet hole. 

Your slick coats your fingers, allowing you to pump your fingers in and out. Rafe continues to watch, his thumb pressing against the flushed tip of his cock, spreading his precum as his fist moves up and down his length. 

You let out a soft mewl, grinding your hips down against your fingers the moment you curl them. “You can barely take two of your own fingers. Shit, baby, you think you’d be able to take daddy’s big, thick cock?”. 

“I-I’m close” you stammered, feeling your walls clench around your fingers. His ears perk up at your words, “Flip the camera back around, I wanna know what your face will look like when you’re cumming all on my cock”.

You quickly flip the camera, your face casting onto his screen. He watches as your eyes flutter shut and your lips part, crying out as you come all over your fingers.Your chest rises and falls as you come down from your orgasm, your eyes remaining closed. 

What you failed to realize that night was from the moment you removed your top, Rafe had been screen recording the entire interaction. Something you didn’t find out about until a few days later when you were scrolling through Twitter and the video appeared on your feed. 

The video was clearly cropped to avoid showing your face and you knew this was all Rafe’s doing. You weren’t thinking straight when you grabbed your car keys and made your way to Tanneyhill, pulling right into the Cameron’s property before storming up towards their front door. 

Just as you were about to bang on the door, the door opens, revealing Rafe, who wore a smug look on his face. “Was just thinkin’ about you” he grinned. “Take it down” you demanded, making him shrug in faux confusion, “Take what down?”.

You give him a look, “Oh, that video” he nods, “Yeah, I can’t do that” he tsks. “Rafe, I’m being serious. Please, just take it down” you plead with him. 

“What are you so worried about? At least your face isn’t showin’, right?” he points out, “But could you imagine if your face was shown?”.

“It’d be a real shame if someone were to post the uncropped version, ya know” he licked his lips, “Cause then everyone would know what a whore you are”.

Your eyes avert his gaze, “You think anyone would want you after they see that shit?” he lets out a throaty laugh, “I’m the only one who wants you. I can even prove it to you”.He grabs your chin, making you look up at him, “I meant what I said, I wouldn’t share what’s fuckin’ mine unless I have to teach you a lesson. So if I were you, I’d be a good girl and listen, yeah?”.

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[baby-yongbok]

Brainless Baby

Boyfriend!Felix x Afab!Reader x Best Friend!Hyunjin

♡ Genre - Explicit Sexual Content [MDNI]

♡ Word Count - 4k

♡ Summary - "You're the only guy to ever make me crawl"

♡ Warnings - Hyunlix action (mxm), Oral ( m & f rec.), Cum sharing, dom/sub dynamics (sub Hyunjin, Dom Felix & Reader) , unprotected sex, creampie [I think that's all] ♡ a/n - What's a plot? We don't know her. We just know the pure filth that is this fic. Would you believe me if I said that I haven't even seen the SKZ Code with that line that inspired this fic? I'm so behind. Anyway, Hope you enjoy! + reader is depicted as chubby/plus size and is a POC ♡ MDNI

✧ Masterlist ✧

You like to say that you’re the best friend that anyone can have and you think that Hyunjin would agree if you asked him. You’re the type of person who takes pride in helping a friend in need. Someone needs money? You’ll lend them some. One of your friends needs help moving? You’ll lend a hand. Your best friend is feeling stressed from work? You’ll invite him over to fuck you and your boyfriend. It’s simple. 

Ever since you started inviting Hyunjin into your bedroom with your boyfriend, Felix, it’s been a rollercoaster ride. Since you and your partner are more of the kinky type each scene has been an adventure. It can range from simple planned out play to completely unpredictable. Even with you knowing all of that you never thought that you’d see something like this.

"You're the only guy to ever make me crawl." Hyunjin huffed with a smile as he looked up at the blonde smirking down at him. "You're just gonna let him do this to me, princess?"

He looks up at you with a playful glint in his eye. He doesn't hate this as much as he wants you to think he does but it's fun to play along. 

"I don't know I kinda like you on your knees" You kneel to Hyunjin’s level, running your fingers through his hair before closing your fist around the locks and forcing his head back slowly. A groan escapes him.

"Doesn't he look pretty down there, angel?" Felix kneels down to your level so that he's face to face with Hyunjin. "You wanna get up?"

You expected Hyunjin to roll his eyes. You expected him to tell you both that he obviously wants to get up with that annoyed rasp to his voice but he doesn't. He whimpers instead, shaking his head to the best of his ability while he whispers to you both. "I don't "

"You wanna stay on your knees for us? Follow us around on all fours like a pet?" Felix coos, his condescending tone pulls a whine from Hyunjin's throat. The blonde takes his middle and pointer finger and places it under Hyunjin's chin. He tips his head up so that there's nowhere else to look but at him. "You wanna be a good boy for me today, Hyunjinnie?"

 It’s seldom that Hyunjin lets his guard down like this. You and Felix have had this dynamic with him for close to a year now but he’s never taken on the submissive role like this. He’s more of the stubborn type, rolling his eyes and making you or Felix force him into submission but never fully going into the headspace. It’s always just enough to blow off some steam. 

You know that Hyunjin leads a busy life, that’s why he comes to you two. He says that he likes to relinquish control after the long and hard days of doing what everyone else wants him to do. He likes to put a chunk of his trust into the hands of you and Felix but it’s never this much. He never hands it all over. 

When he called you yesterday to set up today's meeting he mentioned something about not wanting to have to think anymore. He said that he just wants to exist and be told what to do, what to think, what to say. He said that he needed a break and that’s exactly what he’s getting.

“C’mere” Felix beckons the raven haired boy with two fingers as he walks three steps in front of him. You follow behind, trailing slowly as you watch Hyunjin follow the younger's orders. “Feeling brainless today, baby?”

Hyunjin shakes his head, no hesitation or thought to what he’s agreeing to at all. “That’s alright.” Felix’s accent is thick on his tongue as he stops walking, turning to the boy behind him with a sweet smile that contradicts all pending action. 

“We’ll take care of you, won’t we angel?” He glances up at you with the same smile.

“Such good care of you. I promise, Hyune.” You pet his head and he melts into the touch. You can’t help but to stare at him, awestruck by how fast he’s fallen into this headspace. He’s never been this far gone before. 

Hyunjin runs his tongue over his bottom lip before sucking the corner of it into his mouth. Felix notices and takes a step closer. His two fingers find a spot under Hyunjin’s chin once again, guiding the eldests gaze to his. “Need something?” Felix runs the tip of his thumb over Hyunjin’s bottom lip, freeing the corner from his teeth. 

“What do you need, pretty boy?” The rumble of Felix’s tone makes you press your thighs together seconds before Hyunjin does the same. Your best friend peers up at you with his big brown eyes glazed in a way that you’ve never seen before. He looks between you two, waiting for someone to decide what it is that he needs. 

“I think that he needs his mouth full, Lix.” Hyunjin nearly crumbles at your feet once your suggestion hits the air. His eyelids flutter shut for just a second as he sucks the corner of his lip back into his mouth.

You step closer to Hyunjin so that he can lean his head on the side of your leg. You watch as his fingers spread and the tips slightly dig into the carpet beneath him in anticipation. 

“Is that it?” Felix blinks down at Hyunjin with a teasing gaze as he slowly slips his finger between Hyunjin’s plump blushed lips. You watch, bare cunt dripping under your skirt as Hyunjin welcomes every bit of Felix’s finger into his mouth. 

The younger exhales a shaky breath as the kneeling boy swirls his tongue around the digit with a light moan. He sucks lightly while mindlessly bobbing his head a bit. His glistening eyes stare up at Felix like he’s hung the stars in the sky. You’re speechless. Wildly turned on but utterly speechless.

 Felix's finger slides in and out of Hyunjin's mouth at a slow, agonizing pace. The younger fights back a full body shudder as Hyunjin gets lost in the action. 

Your hand moves on its own as you watch them. You stroke Hyunjin’s freshly cut hair at the back of his head to coax him further into his relaxed state. 

 Felix's watches with an amused twinkle of satisfaction in his eyes as Hyunjin moans at the pressure of him pressing the pad of his thumb down onto the middle of his tongue. His eyes knit together as your boyfriend slowly pries his mouth open. Felix bends to Hyunjin’s level once again as he slides his finger out of Hyunjin’s mouth and replaces the digit with his tongue. He leans in quickly, pulling your friend into a slow and sloppy kiss.  

Hyunjin’s hand finds your ankle and the tips of his fingers sink into the flesh as Felix explores his mouth. He whines against your boyfriend, moaning and pushing into the kiss with a desperation that you’re not sure that you could ever match. 

A quiet moan slips past your lips as you watch them. Your pulse picks up at the naughty scene unfolding in front of you as you take in every inch of them. Every detail. You and Felix have opened your relationship to help several other friends, you’ve seen Felix dom some of your friends, some of his friends and even some strangers but this feels different. It feels so hot and effortless like he’s been preparing for the day that Hyunjin lets his guard down. 

The feeling of a new hand on the outside of your leg makes you jump, pulling your focus away from the boys in front of you and down to the source.You watch as Felix’s hand trails up the front of your leg, slithering up your calves and tickling the inside of your thigh before it disappears under your skirt. “Fuck.” He rasps, his mouth still semi full of Hyunjin’s tongue.

He nips down on Hyune’s bottom lip as he pulls away, a thin line of spit connects them until Felix turns to look up at you. “Watching us made you that wet, angel?” 

 While Felix is talking to you Hyunjin stares up at your boyfriend with a dazed expression. He’s fucked out, there isn’t a single thought in his head that makes sense. “How about we have this sweet boy taste you.” 

Hyunjin switches the target of his attention. He stares up at you as he sits back on his knees, still on all fours just how Felix wanted him. He almost looks like a cat waiting patiently for its meal. “C’mere Hyune.”

He scoots forward and you lift the front of your skirt to show off your bare cunt to him. He whimpers, squeezing his thighs together once again and looking up at you with watery eyes that are desperate to spill over with tears of pure pleasure. “Stick your tongue out.” You instruct softly and Felix watches it all from behind him. Hyunjin quickly obeys, poking out the muscle over his bottom lip with his head tilted back just enough to see both you and Felix at the same time. 

“Sit on it, sweetheart.” Felix takes your hand that’s not holding up your skirt and leads you forward until your cunt is resting on Hyunjin’s tongue. He moans just as you do, your head kicks back with eyes shut tight as he starts to lave over your swollen bud. The tip of his tongue dips and weaves between your folds sloppily encouraging your well watered flower to spill over his chin as he gets more into it. 

Your moans are echoing through the room and Felix listens to them like music. “Looks like he did need his mouth full, huh?” Felix muses while he combs his fingers through Hyunjin’s long locks.

 Hyunjin's eyes roll back and he lets out a satisfied sigh. “C’mon make my baby feel good.”  Felix fists Hyunjins hair and pushes him further against you. He groans, his nose is pushed up against your pubic mound as he sucks and swirls your clit. 

“Hyune, Hyunjin, ‘m gonna cum.” His thighs press together and his fingers twist and fist at the shaggy living room carpet beneath him. Felix notices it all, he notices everything. From the way that you’re rocking your hips against Hyunjin’s mouth and pinching your nipples over your shirt to the way that Hyunjin’s hard cock desperately twitches in his slacks in a pathetic attempt to feel any friction at all. “Oh fuck fuck fuck.” 

Felix gets behind you to make sure that you stand steady as you come undone on Hyunjin’s tongue. If you were dripping before then you are pouring now, soaking up every inch of Hyunjin’s chin with your sweet water. 

Felix kisses the curve of your neck as you come down from your high and Hyunjin kitten licks and cleanses every bit of you that he can reach. He’s so far gone, so fucking horny that he’s damn near panting for more. He needs more. “That’s my girl.” Felix leads you back and over to the couch so that you can take a second to come down from space. 

He sets his sights back on the cat-like boy a couple of steps away from you. You blink a couple of times in an attempt to take him in. He’s still in his work clothes, a white button up untucked from his black slacks with the first four buttons undone. There are wet spots on his collar and by his buttons courtesy of your dripping cunt. His dick is rock hard in his slacks, straining dangerously against the bulging zipper. It’s practically begging for attention. His hands are in fists and his lips are still wet, so fucking wet. 

“And that’s my boy.” Hyunjin’s hazy eyes nearly sparkle once Felix starts towards him. Your boyfriend grins with a faint chuckle. “She’s so sweet isn’t she?” Hyunjin nods, never breaking eye contact with Felix. 

“Care to share?” The blonde kneels, tipping Hyunjin’s chin up with a single finger before licking up his lips to collect your lingering arousal. He plants sloppy kisses against his lips that Hyunjin struggles to keep up with but tries to reciprocate anyway. “So damn good.”

He leans back, looking your best friend in the eye for a second or two before leaning in and kissing Hyunjin's forehead. His lips linger there for a few moments before he pulls away. “You did so good for her.”

Your vision is clearer now as you watch them from your spot on the couch, cunt still dripping. “Thank you, Hyune.” You coo and the corner of his mouth nearly turns up in a smile but that would require thought and he can’t seem to think right now. 

“He’s gone dumb, baby.” Felix stands, leaving Hyunjin on his knees. “Come.” He beckons him with two fingers and Hyunjin follows, crawling close behind Felix until he takes a seat next to you on the couch. 

“Let’s see if he can go dumb on my cock now.” Felix unties his sweatpants and Hyunjin audibly falls apart just for a second. He moans, bucking into the air as he sits back on his knees. “You wanna suck it? Or do you want me to fuck you?”

Hyunjin bites at his bottom lip, watching carefully as Felix frees himself from his sweats. “I think our brain-dead baby still wants his mouth full. Poor thing, isn’t satisfied yet.” You speak up for Hyunjin, leaning over and patting his head as he waits to have his mouth busy again. 

 “Poor thing.” Felix teases. “Lemme see your tongue.” 

Hyunjin sticks out the muscle just as he did before, perfectly flat over his bottom lip. Felix beckons him closer with a bent finger and Hyunjin leans forward so that he’s no longer sitting on his knees. He’s on all fours again. 

Felix slaps the tip of his cock against Hyunjins tongue with a deep groan. He rubs it back and forth a bit to tease the eager boy as spit drips off the tip of his tongue. “Suck.” Hyunjin acts immediately, wrapping his lips around Felix’s ruddy tip with a satisfied moan. His eyes flutter shut as he swirls his tongue and your boyfriend throws his head back against the couch at the feeling. 

“That fucking mouth.” You lean over, stretching your arm over Felix’s chest and splaying your hand over his toned stomach. 

“Is he better than me, Lixie?” Your boyfriend looks over at you with pinched brows and a fucked out glint in his eyes. The corner of his mouth turns up into a smile as he shakes his head. 

“Close.” He runs his hand up your bare arm, leaving goosebumps in his wake. You don’t take your eyes off of him while he touches you. “But nothing can beat your mouth, baby.”

You lean in with a smile but it melts away once your lips meet Felix’s. He licks into your mouth with a hot desire that you feel right in your core. He moans into you and you swallow it with a greedy thirst for more. More of him, more of Hyunjin, more pleasure. More of everything. 

“Shit.” He rasps against your lips and you pull away to look down at Hyunjin. His eyes are closed as he bobs his head, deep throating Felix every now and then with drool running from the corners of his plump lips and over his chin. He’s more of a mess than before and it’s so hot. So damn hot that you just have to give your cunt some more attention. 

You open your legs wide enough for one of them to almost drape over Felix’s knee and you snake your hand down to where you're drenched for the boys in front of you. Your fingers carefully run over your swollen clit, it’s still sensitive from Hyunjin’s skillful attack but it feels too good to care. “Greedy, baby.” Felix tsks as he pulls you back in for a sloppy kiss. 

Your fingers dip into your cunt and after a bit of playing on your own Felix’s nimble fingers find your clit to show it some attention. You turn into a moaning mess just like Hyunjin. A desperate cry leaves him with each bob of his head. “Fuck, Hyune. Look at me, baby. Eyes on me lemme see em.” 

Hyunjin looks up at Felix with watery eyes clouded with lust and a drooling mouth full of his cock. It’s hot. It’s so hot that you’re shaking and cumming the second that you see him like that. 

Hyunjin whimpers and bucks his hips at the sight of you coming undone again. His straining cock brushes against the couch and it feels so good that he chokes on the throbbing cock in his throat.

 “Wanna touch yourself?” Felix asks, voice raspy with his pending orgasm lingering in the pit of his stomach. Hyunjin moans, blinking up at Felix in a desperate attempt to beg. “Jerk your cock while you suck me off.”  

That’s all Hyunjin had to hear to get his hands to rush down and pop the button of his slacks. The zipper undid itself with the pressure of his cock against it. He moans more wildly around your boyfriend's dick now that he has his own in his fist. He hisses as he polishes the angry tip, nearly choking on spit as he takes a sharp inhale. 

With Hyunjin’s attention split between himself and Felix the younger decides to help the desperate boy complete his original task. Felix’s hand fists Hyunjin’s hair and starts to help him bob his head over him. He speeds up and slows down to his heart's content until his cock is twitching in your best friend's mouth. “Gonna - fucking nut. Gonna fucking cum.”

Hyunjin is damn near crying as he works his cock and Felix’s in tandem. He’s a mess of moaning and groaning. His eyes are rolling back, spit is dripping down his chin and chest while pre-cum paints his throat and his fist. He’s fucked out. Debauched. 

“Ah, shit.” Felix bucks up into his throat, halting all movement as he spills his load into Hyunjin’s mouth. “Don’t swallow.” He grunts his demand through clenched teeth as he rides out his orgasm. He thrusts once, twice, three times into Hyunjin’s mouth before he slowly pulls out. 

“Fuck.” You and Felix hiss at the same time when a bit of cum drips down Hyunjin’s chin. He keeps his mouth closed while he strokes his own cock. He’s waiting for instruction, he’s waiting for you two to say that he can cum. “C’mere Jinnie.” 

He stops touching himself so that he can crawl in between you and Felix on the couch. He looks like a cat again, a desperate little kitty. 

You and Felix both move into him, your fingertips grazing over his skin as you unbutton his shirt further to reveal more of him. Once his chest is on display you lean in and brush your tongue over one of his hard nipples. He always tells you that that does close to nothing for him but the reaction you get from him as you wrap your lips around the bud would deem that a lie. 

“You’ve been so good.” You coo, kissing a trail up over his clavicle and licking bruising kisses into the skin of his neck.

“Such a good boy for us.” Felix fists Hyunjin's twitching cock and he moans into the air, throwing his head back with pinched brows as he twists his fist over his length. 

When Hyunjin leans up to get a look at the way that Felix is jerking him off you both lean in. Your mouths meet in a sloppy and passionate three way kiss that has Felix’s cum leaking from between Hyunjin’s lips and into your mouths. You moan at the familiar taste of Felix’s arousal and Felix moans at the mess spilling over his chin and down his neck.  

Felix pulls away and you take over the kiss, licking up all of the cum you missed and trailing sloppy kisses back down Hyunjin’s neck to collect what the two of you missed. While you're busy with that Hyunjin has his eyes on Felix who is spitting all of the cum he collected in his mouth onto Hyunjin’s cock. The warmth slides down his shaft in a sinful slow mo that makes Hyunjin’s toes curl. 

The lewd squelching of Hyunjin’s cum covered cock fucking Felix’s fist fills the room and you can feel the man next to you start to unravel with desperation. “Wanna cum, Hyune?” He’s nodding violently, moaning while staring over at you. “Here.”

You nod over at Felix and the two of you silently agree to switch. You throw your leg over Hyunjin to straddle his sticky cock while Felix pulls him in for a sloppy kiss. You position his pulsing tip at your soaked hole and he slips right in. 

“Gahh - Fuck. Fuck.” Hyunjin breaks his silence as he pulls away from Felix’s lips and throws his head back with a loud cry. He presses his hips into you, reaching you impossibly deep. “Can’t, can’t. Fuck, baby I can’t.” 

You grind against him, purposely clenching around him to pull some deeper cries from him. “Nghhahhh - Fuck. Lix, can I? Can I cum? Please, please, need it. Need to.”

He’s rambling as you start to bounce over him. He tries his damn best to look over at Felix and beg for his release. He really does try but his eyes just keep rolling back and fluttering shut. He can barely breathe right. His breath keeps getting stuck in his chest until he exhales with a shaky moan. 

“She feels so good doesn’t she? You like her riding your cock?” Hyunjin shakes his head, words don’t make sense anymore. He doesn’t think that they ever will again. He bites his lip so hard that he could draw blood. “Wanna ride mine like that when she’s done?”

“Shit.” Hyunjin hisses and Felix smiles that cocky smile that you seem to find contagious at the moment. “Please, please - gahhh - gotta cum.”

Felix looks over at you and you at him. He winks at you and you take that as your cue. You lean forward, wrapping your arms around Hyunjin’s neck and pulling his messy chest closer to you until he’s flush against you. His arms wrap around your waist as he lets you fuck him, he’s holding on for dear life. His honey skin is tinted red and he’s holding his breath until he hears you say it.

“Cum for us, Hyunjinnie.” A moan rips through him and he’s breathing again. His eyes are screwed shut and his fingers dig into you so hard that you just know that It’ll leave delicious bruises behind. He holds you still against him and starts fucking up into you desperately.

The sound of skin slapping against skin is decorated with your twin moans and Felix watches it all with his hardening cock between his fingers as he strokes it languidly. 

“Ah fuck.” He thrusts into you one last time before you feel him start to fill you up. Ropes of his hot sticky cum fall right on top of the other and collect around his cock that’s still plugging your pulsing hole. You grind against him, helping him ride out his orgasm as aftershocks of it all zap through him. 

“There we go.” You pepper kisses over his face as he pants beneath you, his head rests against the back of the couch and sweat beads and falls from his hairline. You comb back the hair sticking to his glistening skin with a smile. “How’re you feeling?”

“I-” He swallows hard, trying his best to form any words at all. “I’m good.”  

You chuckle, placing a quick kiss on his lips before starting to untangle the two of you. “You need water.” You move to get it once you’re up and Felix watches you walk away with Hyunjin’s cum sliding down the inside of your thigh. 

“You did well.” Felix pulls Hyunjin closer to rest on his shoulder. “Are you done for the day? Are you satisfied?”

The raven haired boy looks up at your blonde lover with that same fucked out gaze. It’s still hazy. Still desperate. “Not even close.” 

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[my-castles-crumbling]

curl - @wolfstarmicrofic - word count: 256

Somehow, Remus found himself invited to 'Girls Night' from a very young age. Perhaps it was that he was quiet and unassuming, or maybe it was that he was the opposite of intimidating, or maybe it was just that he was so close with Lily, but from Third Year on, many a Friday was reserved for sitting together in an empty classroom as Mary curled Lily's hair or Alice painted Marlene's nails, or Remus applied a face mask on his own skin, and they discussed the week's events.

It was useful, to get the gossip.

But when they were fourteen, and Marlene gave a smirk and posed the question, "Cutest people in Hogwarts, go!" Remus felt his stomach drop.

"Erm...well, Frank is pretty fit," Alice answered, blushing, as Marlene brushed pink on her ring fingernail.

"What about the Prewett twins?" Mary suggested, grinning as Lily nodded eagerly.

"Ooo, yes!" the redhead laughed. "And he's a royal prick, but Merlin knows Lockheart is gorgeous. And you know Pandora Rosier? She's like a fairy princess."

All four girls giggled at Lily's dreamy tone, as Remus fought the panic welling inside him, debating between honesty and bolting out the door.

But when all eyes turned to him, he felt himself turn red, and all ability to lie left him. "Sirius is- he's- well, he's pretty, yeah?" he mumbled, mortification seeping through him as he realized what he said.

But after a moment of silence, Mary just grinned. "Fuck yes, he is!"

And all five of them dissolved into laughter.

[luvs4matt]

soaked - matt sturniolo (part 1)

pairing - dilf!matt x subby!reader

summary - in which, matts girlfriend gets bratty and impatient with him, so he has to punish her while his daughters gone

warnings - SMUT 18+, female masturbation, cow girl, teasing, begging, MAJOR daddy kink, pet names (darling, baby, sweetheart, good girl, bad girl, princess, pretty girl, babygirl), sir kink, major sub reader, cum eating??, praise, groping, older!matt x younger!reader (legal ages), cliff hanger, dacryphilia, voyeurism

“it doesn’t matter how much you look at me like that darling, i’m not gonna touch you” you whine as you continue to plunge 2 fingers inside of yourself. you’re staring at him like a helpless puppy, you let out many whimpers and cry’s begging him to touch you “p- please touch me daddy, i’m s- so sorry for being a b- bad girl” you moan.

“you should’ve thought about the consequences before you decided to get all bratty and needy babygirl” while you are sitting on the edge of the bed with your legs up to your chest, matt is sitting in a chair 4 feet from you “please daddy, they don’t feel like yours!”

“well if you were a good girl, it would be daddy making you cum. you decided to be a bad girl, so you have to make yourself cum sweetheart” you have tears streaming down your face as you struggle to reach your orgasm “i- i can’t c- cum myself”

matt stands up, walking towards you, giving you hope that he will finally touch you. he leans into your ear whispering “make yourself cum, and i’ll touch you” you whine as more waves of tears fall down your face.

“stop that crying honey, you knew what would happen if you were a bad girl” you thrust your finger harder, trying your hardest to cum. he goes back to where he sat before, enjoying the view of your soaked pussy.

“think about your fingers as daddy’s cock baby, that’ll help” you listen to what he says and start to imagine your fingers as his dick. you add a third finger as you start to slowly feel your orgasm build.

“i- i can f- feel it” you close your eyes, throwing your head back in pleasure “look at me or i won’t touch you, even if you cum” your eyes shoot open, focusing all your attention on him “wow, you are needy aren’t you sweetheart?” he chuckles.

“daddy, i- i’m close! can i cum for you?” you were finally on the verge of your orgasm “cum for daddy sweetheart, keep your eyes on me” you tip over the edge, your own juices smothering your fingers “fuck, look at this pretty pussy”

the flash of matts camera flashes your eyes, you struggle to keep eye contact with him as your orgasm was strong. the photo comes out from the polaroid camera, matt pulls it out of the camera to show it to you “see how soaked you are princess”

you whimper at the sight, while your fingers continue to pump in and out of you considering you hadn’t got permission to stop yet. matt grabs your wrist, pulling out your fingers and brings them to your mouth “suck.”

you open your mouth, sucking your juices off of your fingers “thats a good girl” you moan around his fingers, getting excited for what he will do next “you want me to fuck you pretty girl?” you frantically nod your head “yes! please fuck me daddy!”

matt strips himself of any clothing before sitting himself against the headboard “c’mere” he pats his lap. you hurriedly crawl over to him, straddling his lap. you hover over him so he can insert himself inside of you, but he never does.

“w- why aren’t you doing anything?” you whine “you’re still being punished princess remember? so you have to fuck yourself on daddy’s cock with no help” your eyes start to well back up with tears “b- but, i- i need your help daddy, i can’t do it myself”

“yes you can princess, you said the same thing when you had your tiny fingers inside of your pretty pussy” the tears fall down your face “but you- you said you would touch me if i made myself cum” he runs his hands up and down your waist as you perk up your tits “i said i would touch you baby, not that i would help you”

“please daddy, i- i’ll be a good girl, i promise” you arch your back slightly to perk your tits up even more than were, hoping for him to give in “it doesn’t matter how much you put your pretty little tits in my face, i’m not helping you” you finally give up on trying to convince him, you line his tip up with your leaking whole and slowly sinking down.

“s- so big” you eventually get all of him inside of you, he rewards you with squeezing your ass a few times with a purr of “good job sweetheart” you stabilize yourself by holding onto his shoulders. you lift yourself hips up before lowering yourself back down, you repeat this action multiple times, until you start to increase your speed.

you bounce yourself up and down with loud, high pitched moans and whines. the bed squeaks so loud that it could be heard all through the house “slow down babygirl, take your time” you continue your fast speed, even disobeying him by quickening your movements.

he wraps his arms around your waist, forcing you to stop moving completely “w- what are you doing” you attempt to bounce again, but he holds you down “daddy please!” you whine “you aren’t moving until you get that act together and behave, i told you to slow down and take your time, but you babydoll went faster”

“m’sorry, i- it just feels so good” you weren’t sorry and matt could see right through that act “well if you want to feel good again, i suggest that you be a good girl and do what you’re told” you grow somehow even needier for your second release.

“yes sir, m’sorry, i’ll behave” matt nods his head in agreement “good”

a/n - i promise to make a part 2 to this !!! and i will be making a dilf!matt masterlist because i plan on making lots of dilf!matt fics !!!

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[intromortal]

05:02 AM— vampire!bf!jake

PAIRING: vamp!bf!jake x reader on her period

WC: 1.3k

WARNINGS: mdni period and blood duh, creampie, non-con (?)biting, breeding kink, mirror sex, cum eating, not really proof read i'm too tipsy for this

a/n: @karinasbaby you know what you did.

“Why is my princess so shy today mhh?” Jake whispered against your ear, his canines teasingly grazing the shell of it. “Are you too shy to watch your little hole be stretched out, pretty?” His breath was warm on your neck, goosebumps littering the expanse of your skin.

You were sat on his cock, his hard length twitching inside you with every little whimper that left your raw lips. He refused to move his hips and fuck into you like you wanted him to, opting instead to ravage your neck and play with your oversensitive bundle of nerves as he forced you to watch the reflection of your cunt make a bloody mess all over him in the mirror positioned in front of the bed. 

Your vampire boyfriend always showed you his nastier side when you got your period, so different from his usual soft and caring demeanour, though with the way he fucked you so dumb you could barely think by the end of the night, you wouldn’t be able to complain even if you wanted to. Jake was normally so scared of hurting you—his strength far greater than any human. But how could he ever control himself when your sweet scent overpowered his senses so sinfully?

“Fuck doll, your little hole is clenching so hard around me,” he spoke in a hushed tone as he licked a stripe from your ear down to your collarbone. “Trying to suck me in further? Want my cock so deep inside you I’ll have no choice but to knock you up?” He kissed the junction of your neck, his lips parted so his tongue could slip out and soak your skin with his spit. “I could stay inside you all day, just fucking more and more of my cum into your abused little hole.”

He snickered on your skin when your walls fluttered against his weeping length, cute little whimpers raining from your mouth, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as he pushed his cock somehow deeper, so deep it started to hurt, his balls flush against your thighs. Pain so delicious saliva dripped from the corner of your lips, mouth quite literally watering. “You like that yeah? Nasty little slut.”

Jake brought his long bony fingers to your pussy and immediately started to draw circles around your poor sensitive clit that had been ignored up to that point.

“Jake fuck– I’m so close, please,” you cried, your head thrown back against his shoulder as he continued to abuse your bundle of nerves.

He stopped his movements, hand coming up to your face to cup it and force your gaze to stay on the mirror, the sight of your fucked out face and the mix of slick and blood pooling on your and Jake’s thighs making your entire body heat with humiliation. You didn't know if you wanted to cry in embarrassment or pleasure to be completely honest.

“You’ll cum only while watching how much of a dirty and messy whore you are.” His grip tightened around your jaw, his fingers digging harshly in the hollow of your cheeks, leaving you incapable of objecting. “You’ll see how pretty your pussy is, all bloody and fluttering around me as you come,” he seethed and grabbed a handful of your thigh to move it to the side, spreading you completely open on his legs for you both to see. “You’ll be good and do that, won’t you princess?” he asked more softly, the ghost of a kiss tickling your neck, his nose brushing the middle of it. You could do nothing but nod in his grip, ready to comply with any of his commands to finally get your sweet release after being subjected to his whims for far too long, after he toyed with you like you were his plaything all night long. “That’s what I thought, such a good princess for me.”

He kept his hands on your thigh and jaw as he finally moved his hips, cock pulling slightly out of your snug walls, a layer of red coating his length, before sinking all the way into you again. His quiet moans sent shivers down your spine, every sensation you were feeling making your back arch against his firm chest. 

Jake picked his pace up, keeping you still while he pounded into you with all the strength he usually kept under his control. He pushed you close to the edge of your orgasm like this, his gaze fixed on the mirror to see you sucking him in so nicely, his own mouth hanging open in response to the overwhelming pleasure and the scent of your blood clouding his mind.

As he neared his orgasm, he let his mind wander to how fucking delicious you must taste, something he tried to never indulge in too long. And truly, normally he would’ve kept his thoughts at bay, but the way your body was responding to his every thrust—writhing under his grasp like it hurt despite your pleas for more—sent his mind reeling. He truly could not help but sink his sharp canines in the candid skin of your neck. 

You gasped in shock at the stabbing pain,  soothed right away by his saccharine venom flooding your bloodstream. He moaned as he kept feeding off of you, the feeling of his hot cum spilling into you sending you tumbling over the edge right after him. Your vision clouded as searing white pleasure overcame every single other sensation, leaving your mind numb and devoid of anything but adoration and lust for more. 

Your cunt clenched as you made a bloody mess all over Jake’s cock, inciting him to go right back to fucking into you, your hips chasing after him spontaneously.

“More Jake, fuck— need more,” you gasped, using all the sanity you had left in you to utter that single broken sentence.

Jake’s red glowing eyes rolled all the way back into his head at your desperate state, at just how pathetic he had turned you. He’d fuck orgasm after orgasm out of you, let you milk him until he physically had no more left in him to bury inside you if your body could take it. But even high off your taste, he knew he had to settle with less.

So he drew back from your neck before you could pass out in his hold, white canines and lips drowned in your red blood. He pressed soothing kisses all over your sweaty skin, two of his fingers reaching down your body to gently pinch your clit, the sudden jolt of pain sending you straight into another release with a loud scream.

You babbled incoherently while you did your best to keep your gaze locked in the mirror, his slow thrusts helping you ride out your high.

“You did so well for me doll,” he mumbled in your ear and silenced the complaint ready on your lips when he slowly pulled out of you, his cum and your blood slowly starting to pour out of your abused hole.

Jake’s arms circled your waist and pulled your body to lay down on the bed, manhandling you to rest underneath him. He pulled you in a slow kiss, his tongue licking into your mouth to feed you the lingering aftertaste of your own blood in his spit. He pulled back and made his way down your body with open-mouthed kisses, his bright red gaze never once leaving the sight of your sweaty hair and the two ruby holes adorning the side of your neck.

“So, so good for me up until now,” he whispered against your cunt when he finally reached it, even the air blowing from his words making you squirm. He licked a long stripe from your stretched hole to your nub, the taste of his cum flooding into his mouth, and held your thighs open with his cold hands when they tried to cage his head inside them. He closed his eyes and hummed in delight, his lashes fluttering shut. “Think you can give me one more princess?” 

[lilaccmilk]

If you think I'm pretty, lay your hands on me.

(know you can't stop thinkin' 'bout it)

rich vampire bf! goes feral after you ask his opinion while lingerie shopping; contains: smut obv, vampire stuff(blood drinking, fangs), mention of aphrodisiac

You were out shopping. After shopping for the clothes and all, you decided to buy lingerie. Confused on which one buy, you decided to send pictures of you in both lingeries to your boyfriend who was at work; asking him for his opinion.

First mistake.

He texted you to buy them both. “But it’s expensive babe” you said to the man monster. He scoffed and asked you to buy them both using his card. “Fine then. I’ll be sure to show everything that I bought to you tonight!! Like a fashion show!” you exclaimed.

Second mistake.

Your boyfriend encouraged you to buy more but you shot down that idea. “Lemme continue shopping now, bye, love you” you hung up the phone.

Returning home, you took a bath and wore your boyfriend’s hoodie.

Third mistake.

He loved seeing you in his clothes, liking how they were oversized on you. You being covered in his scent was another thing that calmed the beast inside of him. You hear the opening of door and rushed to greet your boyfriend. He said nothing but just inhaled your scent, pulling you closer.

“Go freshen up!! Have to show you the dresses” you excitedly said, “Hm sure, start with the lingerie f’me yeah?” He spoke in a strained voice, as if holding himself back.

A while later, he was sitting on the bed, waiting patiently. You tried on the flimsy clothing—as if it could be called that. You laughed to yourself. You had sent a picture of you in a different coloured one, but as a surprise you got it in your boyfriend’s favourite colour — royal blue. You stepped out in front of him and looked at him expectantly. “How is it?” You give him a twirl.

Fourth and final mistake. All of these mistakes now tumble down from the edge upon you and you’ve got the consequence, in the form of your vampire lover.

You barely turn to face him again, before a snarl rips put of his throat and in an instant he’s picking you up and throwing you on the bed, with a sense of utter urgency.

“Fucking hell, been teasing me all day, sending pictures of you dolled up and pretty while I’m at work” he grunts out staring at you with eyes darkened by lust. For a moment he looks more like an incubus than a vampire. But when he leans to kiss your neck, marking you as his, his sharp fangs grazing your skin, clear all your doubts. He sinks them into your neck, drinking your blood. The aphrodisiac in his fangs enter your bloodstream, making your mind hazy and overcome with clouds of lust.

He gets out of his clothes, resuming the assault on his neck. You writhe in pleasure and —rip!

You gasp as the lace fabric tears open like paper in the hands of your boyfriend. “That was expensive” you say in shock. “I’ll buy you ten more.” He grits out, “Focus on me.”

He runs his finger through your clit, “Haven’t even done anything and you’re so wet f’me?” He muses and brings his cock in line with your cunt. He slowly slides himself in you, letting out a low hiss and the tightness and warmth.

Without waiting for you to adjust, he starts thrusting himself at a brutal pace. “What were you thinking princess? That you can rile me up and be left unmarked?—hah!” He pants out between thrusts.

“Didn’t -hngg-mean to rile you up-ah” you pant out pathetically. All your thoughts leaking out of you and onto his cock. “But you did my love” he growled. He loved you sure, but right now he was fucking you like he doesn’t.

He looks like he is in a trance, watching his cock piston in and out, in and out, in–

“You.” Thrust. “Are.” Thrust. “Mine.” He ‘s got you in a mating press, your knees all the way over to your chest. You feel flames of pleasure lick up your insides, trying to bring you over the edge. It doesn’t help that the words from your boyfriend make you feel lewd.

“This pussy was –hah– made to be mine. You were made to be mine.” One last thrust and pleasure washes over you in overwhelming waves. Thick ropes of cum fill your pussy. You pant heavily, feeling tired.

By the time you think that he is done with you, you look like you’ve been thrown to the wolves. But no— he is a vampire— a creature of the night. And the night has only just begun. You riled up the beast and now you have to deal with the consequences.

my ancestors must be feeling real proud of me rn 😌

[taurasiluvr]

okay but dt x crybaby reader and dee adores seeing her cry, the way the tip of her nose and cheeks are dusted a light pink color, the way her tears cascade down her face as she begs for dee slow down with oh so softly whispering in her ear “i know you can take it, baby.. just one more, okay?” knowing you wouldn’t be done for awhile if you kept the tears flowing.

maybe i’m crazy!!! maybe im psycho for this!!! but i am proud.

- 🎀

you are absolutely NOTTT psycho for this cause, baby .... we are on the samee wave length

 ⠀ ── ⠀warnings ;; nsfw under the cut, mdni. strap-usage, praise, rough sex, mommy kink, dacryphilia, allusions to overstim.

diana's hands pulled your legs further apart, her grip firm and unyielding. she teased you with her strap, rubbing against you as she glanced down at you. her strap sliding along your slick folds, teasing you mercilessly as you whimpered, tears already starting to well up in your eyes from the intensity.

"mommy, please," you begged, your voice trembling.

ignoring your pleas, diana continued to tease you, her movements slow and deliberate, driving you to the edge of frustration. your tears began to cascade down your face, each drop reflecting the overwhelming mix of need and helplessness you felt.

"want me to fuck you, huh? is that what it is?" diana spoke softly as she took your expression in, her lips curving up into a smirk.

you nodded, tears streaming down your cheeks. diana's eyes softened for a moment, taking in the sight of you, your nose and cheeks a light pink, tears flowing freely. she leaned in, her lips brushing against your ear.

"so pretty when you cry." she whispered, her voice gentle but firm.

she positioned herself at your entrance, teasing you with the tip of her strap. "know you can take it, baby," she murmured, her voice a soothing contrast to the intensity of her actions. "just one more, okay? for mommy?"

with that, she thrust into you, filling you completely. you cried out, the sensation overwhelming, but diana didn't slow down. she set a relentless pace, each thrust deep and hard, pushing you closer and closer to the edge.

"mommy, it's too much," you sobbed, your body shaking with the force of your emotions.

"you can take it," she whispered, her breath hot against your ear. "know you can. just one more."

her words spurred you on, despite the overwhelming sensation. your body responded to her every move, your cries and whimpers filling the room. the pleasure built rapidly, each thrust driving you closer to the brink.

"you're mine," dee growled, her grip on your hips tightening. "only mine."

"y-yes," you gasped, your voice breaking with need and emotion. "only yours, mommy."

the intensity of her thrusts increased, your body arching with each powerful movement. the pleasure and pain intertwined, creating a perfect storm of sensation that had you teetering on the edge.

"cum for me," she commanded, her voice a low growl. "now."

with her permission, you let go, your orgasm crashing through you with a force that left you breathless. your body trembled, your vision blurred, and all you could do was hold on as wave after wave of pleasure washed over you.

diana didn't stop, continuing to move, drawing out your orgasm until you were a quivering, spent mess beneath her. the tears continued to flow, and she adored every moment of it, her own pleasure evident in the way her body tensed and then relaxed.

finally, she slowed, her thrusts becoming gentle, almost tender, as she collapsed beside you, pulling you into her arms, both of you panting and spent. she held you close, her fingers gently stroking your hair as you both came down from the high.

"did so well for me, princess," she murmured, her voice soft and filled with affection. "'m so proud of you."

you snuggled closer, basking in the warmth of her embrace. "i love you, dee," you whispered, your voice filled with contentment and a lingering trace of tears.

"i love you too," she replied, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead. "always."

if you enjoyed, any interaction is greatly appreciated!

with love, rylin 𝜗𝜚

[dreamy-diva]

Pov: Making your husband, Toji wear cock ring and beg for you....

Tags: fem!reader, Toji x reader, sex toy, dirty talk, praise, nicknames, good girl, unprotected sex, smut

You are wild to buy cock ring for your husband because last time he used vibrator to make you cum and beg for him, now it's turn to make him beg for you.

"Toji I want something to do with you"

"What do you want , doll , huh, why do I think you have an idea in your pretty little head", he cupped your face.

"Here, take this and wear around your cock for me", you handed him the ring.

"Wait you want me to wear this, why, I would rather use my cock to fill you up", he wrapped him arms around your waist.

"You always behave like this, I want to be in charge , I want to control you, do it ".

"Aww , my cute doll, Okay fine , anything for you, but help me wear this" , he removed his trousers. You did a good job finding the full size ring for his thick long cock, fixed the ring around his cock, lubricated it, teased him by squeezing his balls, making him groan.

"After finishing this little games of your, I would literally fuck you hard, not thinking twice about pussy, in the kitchen, shower, bedroom, living room, everywhere, my cock filling you up", his hand around your throat, understood, doll". You smirked switching on the vibration of low intensity from your phone. He groaned, laid down on the bed, "Only this much, you do good job than this sex toy", his eyes closed, feeling the vibrations throughout his cock. "Oh thank you for the compliment, but I would rather watch you groaning and moaning", you hit the medium intensity "fuck , fuck, oh my , it is hngh..", you watched him with a smile on your face.

"Fuck , I will really fuck you hard and rough , doll, just you wait , how's your little pussy doing, wet for me, huh" , he moaned, you hit the maximum intensity, making him scream your name, his eyes rolled back, mouth partially opened ,he pulled you closer, gripped his hands around your throat ,

"You want to be in charge here, right, hngh..Ok done , Get on top of me and remove this ring".

You removed your clothes, hovered on top of him "Beg, Toji darling, you have to beg", you whispered in his ear. He smirked, gripping your hair "I sincerely beg you, my sweet wife , please fuck me , please let me be inside you ..hngh.., filling you up, cum on your fucking wet pussy". You removed the ring from his cock, licking his now more sensitive cock, taking it full , in out , in out, his fingers gripping your hair, making him drive crazy. You pulled out , kissing him , bitting his lower lip, tongue fighting for dominance, you gripping his hair, grinding against his cock.

"Oh baby, just fuck me already, pretty please", he smiled devilishly. I put his cock into my pussy, thrusting in, filling me full, "yes just like that, thrust in and out, fuck your pussy is sucking my cock so hard fuck", he said pinching your nipples, making you moan, thrusting in out ,in out , room filled with wet sounds.

"That's right, Good girl , yes hngh...", he flipped you changing the position, now he on top of you "Now my princess, let me serve you", he thrust into you hard, hitting your spot, making you squirm, "How's that , did you liked it , this is how you should be fucked with no mercy, dear darling".

"I'm gonna cum..toji..hngh..please", your voice small , he pinned your hands above your head," yes , doll , let yourself free, cum for me".

You both climaxed, panting , he wrapped you in his arms "You did good job, such a good girl you are".

"Only mine", he whispered.

"Only yours", You breathed.

[everythingne]

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ ➛ wing damage ch 3 (mv1)

Australia ends up hotter than expected when Nadine finds herself in a mess of unwanted feelings left over from her fun night in Monaco. Max isn't too confused about how he feels, he just knows he shouldn't be feeling it.

halliwell!reader x max verstappen / fc : sophia la corte

warnings/notes: I UPDATED THE PAST CHAPTERS. PLEASE READ THOSE BEFORE THIS!! holy fuck i finally got this out? yippee!! pretty chill chapter compared to the last few. mentions of alcohol,weird flirting, overprotective max

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nadinehalliwell: bring ur eldest daughter to work day (australia edition)

user1: we love and support the halliwells in this house ‼️

user2: literally redbull royalty.

gerihalliwell: My good luck charm!! Looking beautiful.

⤷ nadinehalliwell: ily mama ♥️

monanotlisa: AAAAA SEXY!!! LOVE UUUU COME BACK TO MONACO SOON ♥️‼️‼️

⤷ nadinehalliwell: if u let me drive the porsche i’ll be back asap.

⤷ monanotlisa: ur such a whore for a porsche 911

⤷ nadinehalliwell: ITS A BABY PINK PORSCHE 911 GT3 WITH WHITE INTERIORS. EVERYONES A SLUT FOR IT.

allycameragirl: OMGGG 😭 BACK ON THE TRACK BABYYY ‼️‼️ SEE YOU IN AUSTINNN!!!

⤷ thenadinehorner: CANT WAIT MY LOVE ♥️♥️♥️

Australia is hot. Blazing hot. I've decided for the next several months to spend time with my mother and sisters, travelling the world and distancing myself from the hell that is home for a bit. Even with my roommates at home with me, my apartment in Monaco doesn't feel like a home.

Ally's not home half the time, too busy being a bit shot movie producer, and Mona's got a huge job lined up. We're never home together anyways. Even though we all love each other to bits, we're all living such different lives. Maybe we should just go our own ways again.

It was nice to live together even for a bit, though.

Dipping into the garage, I pass Checo and give him a fist bump before finding Max and whack his shoulder. GP laughs softly as I dramatically drape myself across Max's back, popping my head atop his as he huffs.

"How's it going, Mad Max?" I muse, "New racing strats?"

I can hear the grin in Max's voice as he says, "Nothing I'm telling you, paddock princess."

"Paddock princess? Excuse me, do I look like George Russell?" I huff, which gets a full body laugh from GP and a decent one from Max as I pry myself off his back and come to just sit next to him like a normal person.

"What's the occasion for the dress? Just the paddock fashion?" Max looks up and down the pink sundress I'm wearing and I perk up, happily blabbing on about how I'd bought the dress in Sydney a few days before the race and wanted something to wear to the race and the part tonight.

"What party?" Max asks, leaning over to fix a hair thats gotten stubbornly stuck to my earring.

"My mom is having a yacht party tonight for all the teams to celebrate the beginning of the season. She couldn't do it in Saudi or Bahrain because of how busy we all were." I look at the notes Max is focused on reading, even though they make little sense to me. GP excuses himself to speak with Hannah, leaving Max and I alone in the little outcove of the garage.

"Ah." Max sighs as a mechanic moves past, tossing a helmet to his colleague as they set up to do some sort of extraction training. Max catches my attention as he says, "and I take it I'm set to attend this?"

"Of course you are. My mom would be devastated without her 'eldest son' there, right?" I lean over to peck a kiss on his cheek as I stand up and brush off my dress as if it'll have anything on it, "gotta run off and find my mom, I'm helping her with media."

"Good luck." Max smiles to me and I can't help the grin that finds my lips as I whisper back the same words and rush down the garage hall to hide the blush that threatens to run up my chest to my face.

There's no fucking way I'm letting this get to me. No, no, no. What Max and I had done was a mistake, and that was how it would stay. Some drunken mistake I thought about a bottle or two deep on a friday night.

I did not love Max Verstappen, and that was that.

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By sundown the party was in full swing. The yacht massive, even by my mothers standards, but comfortable enough to fit everyone with room for plus ones and random additions to the roster. Leaving the bar I make my way to the little longue chair area on the top deck, waving happily to some of the drivers and such who mill about up there.

As I go to snag my spot between Max and Charles again, I'm intercepted by one of the newer Sky News reporters. I peeked over his shoulder from the conversation he had left, and saw some people just casually milling about. So I felt a bit better about this random guy coming up to me.

But, from the corner of my eye, I could see Max lean forward a bit more.

"Hello, sorry, I don't think we've met." He holds out a hand with a small grin as he looks me over, "I'm Luke."

"Luke, I'm Nadine, it's nice to meet you." I shook his hand, keeping my eyes firm on his face as he then chooses to keep his eyes firm on my mine. His eyes light up, as if he's realized exactly who he's talking to and it makes me want to scream. Of course.

"Geri's daughter, correct?" He grins and I nod, biting the inside of my cheek as I curl my hand a bit tighter around the fruity little margarita I got from the bar, "Wow, it's great to meet you. I'm sorry about everything that's been happening to you within the past few months, that must be rough.."

"It's been rough but I've got a good support system here, and I'm here with my family too, so they've been very helpful." I keep up the usual wall I keep up with any reporter. I know Luke notices, at the tick of his jaw, but he doesn't say anything else.

"That's good. I'm really glad to hear they're supportive." Luke smiles, "other than doing media for Red Bull, what do you do for work?"

"Just influencer stuff. I post fashion, beauty, and lifestyle content on social media, mostly Youtube, TikTok and Instagram. I also have a podcast on Spotify." I use my usual elevator pitch, "I pay for everything using the creator fund, sponsorships, and other means of ad revenue."

"The whole -- creator fund thing, thats fascinating to me." Luke starts to talk, continuing on and on. The more he talks, the more I begin to realize that this guy just wants to blab on and on about himself. I nod, keeping my interest as he talk about reporting and doing media, and then asking if I do it too.

"I've done some sort work for Sky News before. When Seb did the beehives I was one of the reporters over there with him, which was nice because he and Mark kinda raised me a bit and I hadn't seen him in a while." I smile and Luke nods, and before he even says anything I can tell he's about to try something stupid

"Well, someone as gorgeous as you would definetely be succesful in any field." Luke grins, taking a sip of what I think is an Old Fashioned in hand before his grin falls to a smirk, "and man in charge would be an idiot to not promote a face like yours."

I don't dignify him with any answer. Taking a long sip of my drink as my eyes are level with him. I can tell he's nervous at my lack of response, but before he can talk, Luke's eyes flicker to the side of my head. He squints before a firm, warm hand is pressed to the small of my back.

"Sorry to interrupt," Max smiles placidly, his hand sliding to grip onto my hip, his fingers warm against the skin of the cutout of my dress and sending a shiver down my spine, "but Miss Halliwell here has a certain seat she needs to snag again."

"No worries." Luke gives a stiff response, before turning away with a soft goodbye over his shoulder. Max turns me and tucks me back against his chest as he leans down to ask, "You alright?"

"Yeah. He was just a weirdo." I roll my eyes as he guides my back to my seat, securing me between him and Charles once more, and I happily fall back into conversation.

Not failing to notice the fact Max's hand never leaves my back.

"Max Emilian Verstappen, I swear to god." My voice rings across the quiet hotel room, nails clicking on my cracked phone screen as I type a reply to his comment. Charles laughs softly, his hand pausing midway through fixing my hair as he looks over at my hungover state in my bed. Thanks to him and Carlos, I managed to get back from the yacht party last night with all my belongings and my dignity.

"You're getting full named." He says to Max as if he isn't actively ignoring my complaints. I watch Max peek at my tiny lump in the blankets behind him in the mirror he stands in front of, the back of his hair still drying from the shower. We had to leave for the flight back home within an hour and I was still laying in a ball, still nauseous, still tired and aching.

"Because of the reporter?" He asks, turning his head to Charles who smiles at him with a shrug.

"What was so bad about him?" I ask, "You and Charles are all up in arms about it! I don't even know what he said that was so outlandish!"

"He looked like a damn predator." Max says and if I wasn't as nauseous as I was from blacking out last night (not my proudest moment) I would've chucked a pillow at his head, "and I can't control Charles."

Charles laughs, moving from the mirror to come sit at my side, letting me pop my head onto his lap as he absentmindedly toys with my hair, before he starts braiding it back for the flight home and I groan and cuddle into his touch. Charles was basically my new brother at this point, ever since I moved to Monaco last year.

"He flirted with her infront of everyone, I don't take back my attitude about this." Max turns around, walking over and kneeling in front of me. Brushing the side of my face to feel the heat from my red cheeks, "did you even drink water, Nadi?"

"It was kinda funny!" I protest, careful not to move too much as Charles' nails run along my scalp to collect little sections of my hair, "and I did drink water, and Gatorade. I had like... four big bottles of Gatorade."

"Drink more." Max sits now, long legs folding under himself as he sighs, "before your mom kills me for letting you go out with us."

"Oh hush, you're more of her kid now than I am." I grumble out a complaint before Charles taps my shoulder so I sit up and roll to the other side so he can braid it too. Before Max can reply, the door is knocked on and I close my eyes--pretending to be asleep is easier than being hungover.

"Geri, hey!" Max calls at the door and I groan, Geri suppressing a laugh into a soft huff through her nose. Sitting me up slowly, Charles used the comforter to hide my dress that I was still in, and I curled a bit deeper into its warmth and his touch.

I would literally do anything for Charles in this moment.

"Morning, morning," my mother gives Max a tight hug, the two more mother and son now that team owner and racer. As she comes into the room, she laughs at my burrito, leaning over to peck my forehead.

"Late night?" She asks and I grunt in response. My mother shrugs her bag off one shoulder and digs in it--handing me a water bottle and a thing of Advil.

"Yes, Mama. And I love you." I say as I take the items, popping two Advil and washing it down with the entire bottle of water.

“Mhm.” Geri laughs, taking the empty bottle and tossing it as she shoves the Advil back in her bag, “and you love liquor more.”

“Mama, they had soju.”

“My daughter’s an alcoholic.” Geri huffs as he stands and Max laughs. I made grabby hands at her much like I would when I was a kid and she was my lifeline.

“Oh, she’s very hungover.” another voice calls, before someone comes running into the room and tackles me to the bed.

“Daniel!” I complain, hitting him as I writhe under his weight, “get off!”

“Stop talking to that reporter, and I’ll get off.”

“What is it with him? I’ve been seeing stuff online.” Geri pops her bags down next to Max’s, watching as Max climbs on top of Daniel—effectively putting about three hundred pounds on my already nauseated self while Charles just laughs.

“Did you see that guy yesterday?” Daniel says, whacking Max’s head, and begrudgingly both of my pseudo brothers climb off of me. But Daniel is hungover as well, I can see it in his eyes, so I let him stay on the bed while we shove Max off. Giggling when the Dutch driver unceremoniously thumps to the floor.

“The reporter was flirting with me, apparently.” I shrug, leaning forward to lay my entire body weight on Charles who grunts in response.

“Apparently? He called you gorgeous!”

“Could be a compliment.” Geri smiles, looking over at Max to gage his reaction. He looks less than pleased.

"Alright, well, come on. We have to be at the airport in like... an hour or they won't let us take off until later." Max huffs, taking Daniel's hand to help him up and then Charles. The two of them grab most of the bags and before I know it we're at the airport, me using my Airpod Max's on their soundproof mode to keep my headache at bay. Luckily it doesn't take long for us to get on Max's jet, and my mother takes me to where the bed is so I can sleep.

The little bedroom has a door to close too, so my mom sets herself up on a chair to answer her emails and shuts the door so the boys can be louder without bothering me.

Which, leaves Max, Daniel, and Charles alone towards the front of the jet. Charles stretches out, sitting on a chair next to Max as Daniel sits across from Max.

"Nadine looked sick," Max sighs, running a hand through his hair as he takes a long sip of water, "and I know turbulence gets to her stomach, so I imagine it's worse now that we're in the air."

"I'm sure she's fine, Max. Geri's in there with her." Daniel hums, looking over at the door as if reminding himself of that.

"How do you even remember turbulence gets to her?" Charles yawns, taking a sip of his own water in turn with Max. Leaning back in his chair as he watches Max.

"I just... I dunno. I remember weird shit like that." Max shrugs, looking out the window as they dip through the clouds. He looks back at his two friends, who are sharing looks, and he raises his eyebrows, "what?"

"Why did that Luke guy piss you off so much? Nadine has dealt with her fair share of sleazy reporters." Charles finally bites the bullet and asks, making Daniel raise his eyebrows in shock over the question being asked, and Max sighs.

"Do you really wanna know why that Luke guy pissed me off?" Max murmurs against the rim of his water bottle and both Charles and Daniel nod.

"Because he was flirting with her." Max shrugs softly, capping his bottle and setting it down and he leans back and stretches his back. His hands run through his hair, tugging on it, and closing his eyes as he sighs.

Daniel picks up where Charles left off, "But he flirted with a lot of girls, and it didn't bother you, but the second he set his eyes on Nadine? Why did you get so pissed off?"

"I really don't know but..." Max's voice is almost dark, "Oh, god, it was like seeing red. And he was flirting with her so boldly, in front of everyone, like he owned Nadine and it pissed me off."

"And you still think you don't like her?" Charles groans, kicking Max under the table, "you're so dense."

"I can't like her, you guys know how it is. Geri would fucking kill me, that's her daughter." Max complains and when Charles and Daniel raise their eyebrows he groans and slumps back, "okay, alright, fine. Maybe."

"Maybe?!" Daniel exclaims, getting hushed by the other two. And as Charles carries on the teasing, Max can't do anything more than gnaw on the inside of his cheek and try to swallow his smile.

He's in love with you, and that is that.

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꣑୧ licking sunghoon veins - mdni

you were waiting for sunghoon to come over after his late dance practice, you already done w your night routine, shower done n dinner eaten. sunghoon always comes already feed n cleaned as he wants to spend his entire time for and with you when he comes n not on mundane chores. so as he arrives, he would take off his outside clothes n comes straight to find u in bed, i've missed you princess, he would tiredly say, as he climbs under the blanket. how was practice ? youd asked making him sleepy smile, im so tired, baby, he'd reply, his hands encircling you in a hug, is it okay if we just fall asleep baby ? youll tell me bout your day for breakfast, okay ? he would then add, kissing the top of you head. but as he tells you so, you saw his veiny hands, strocking affectionly your arm skin, slowly turning you on. as he slowly falls asleep, his rubs slowing, you couldn't stop but thinking about his veins full on display. hoonie ? lemme take care of you, you softly whisper as you move away from his grip, straddling his lap, wanting nothing more than to please him. he would just open his eyes, trusting you his whole soul, but still wanting see what you're plotting.

your lips wrapped around his finger, your tongue twirling around his tips, n his tiredness due to the dance practice, made everything feels overwhelming to him he could only close his eyes again, his breath deepening. as you slowly go up, licking his biceps, he'd relax further more and whimper fuck keep going, accepting his sweet fate. as you'd take off his tank top, he'd bring one arm over his face, getting comfortable as he thinks you'd suck him off, but you aren't done w his pretty veins yet. his chest n abs were all soon scared with your bites and saliva, while his dick remain untouched making him buck his hips, in the air, asking for attention. stay patient, sunghoonie, you'd tell him as you're done kissing his v line. please, princess, hed unlikely start to beg.

after taking his sweatpants n boxer off, his dick already hard, you can't help but stare at the full on display veins, that made you like this in the first place. it's not everyday you're in charge, and as he is clearly too tired to do anything, you can have your fun and tease him by only licking up the veins, ignoring his tip. so as you kitty lick his veins, his whimpers would get loud with lots of please y/n or fuck baby, his hips bucking in your hand, precum coming out of his tip. he would lose it when you only kitty lick his tip, forcing your head down as he bucks his hips making you gag, yeaah just like that. he'd keep his hand on your hand, but just resting, liking your dominant side a little. he'd like it so much, he would cum fast, n unannounced, him too tired to form words only hmms n aaaah coming out of his mouth.

notes : i never write anyone else but jake, but i love my @pockettwinzz bby so >< this is literally my first smut ever i'm shitting my pants >___<

[piitella]

JEALOUS

part three

Theodore Nott x Y/n Millicent reader

Friends to lovers

Summary: When Mattheo appears with a bruised face in the Slytherin common room, circumstances align to return to how they were before, or perhaps even improve upon them.

Pansy had always appreciated Y/n's optimism, which made it all the more surprising to see her so disconnected from the world. After all, how could someone so positive be so lost in thought? In the seventeen years that Pansy Parkinson had known Y/n, she had never seen her so detached from what was happening around them — except when it came to books and more books.

Pansy couldn’t quite tell if the issue was with the specific person sitting diagonally opposite at the table or if it was simply because the OWLs were approaching and Y/n wanted to excel in her exams. It wasn’t just about doing well; she wanted her parents to be as satisfied with her performance as she was.

The only person truly close to Y/n during that time was Mattheo Riddle. He had been around, and although their relationship didn’t progress beyond a casual level, they both found contentment in keeping things simple and unspoiled. This approach, as Mattheo had suggested before they first slept together, only strengthened their friendship.

The girl was sitting with her legs crossed, reading a book about magical creatures, when Mattheo entered the common room — his nose bleeding and cut, cheeks smeared with blood, chin bruised, lips injured. To be honest, Y/n could tell he was pretty messed up, and even though the common room wasn’t well-lit and Riddle's steps were quick as he passed her, Millicent quickly noticed something was wrong and grabbed his wrists before allowing him to go up to his dormitory.

— What happened?

— Nothing! Mattheo turned to the girl, who tilted her head mockingly.

— Don’t fuck with me, Mattheo.

— Oh, I already did, baby. He smiled, and Y/n groaned at his stubbornness. — I’m fine...'"

— Merlin, of course not, you’re all messed up. Look at your face, Matt. The girl murmured, placing both hands on the sides of Riddle’s face as he groaned in pain. — See? I can’t even touch you.

— I think you shouldn’t. Mattheo groaned once again and Y/n frowned.

— What? Matt, who did this?

— No one, Y/n.

— Did you beat yourself up for being an idiot?

— That’s exactly it. Mattheo smiled at her while lighting a cigarette and taking a drag.

— Look at me. — she requested, though it came off more like an order — Mattheo.' She called, and he looked at her.

— I can’t tell you, baby. You’ll be angry. He whispered, and Y/n's expression changed; her jaw tightened in a way that Mattheo had never seen, her honey-colored eyes looking so deadly outside of bed. — Don’t kill him, princess.

— Who the hell does he think he is?

— I deserved it! If that helps anything. Those were the last words she heard him yell before she left the common room and ran after Theodore Nott.

Y/n didn’t walk for long; she knew exactly where he was. She climbed the Astronomy Tower and found Theo sitting against the brick wall, looking at the sky.

— Did you come here to yell at me? Because if so, I think I’ll pass. Theo said preemptively as soon as he sensed the girl’s perfume in the room.

— Why did you hit him? She asked as he exhaled cigarette smoke into the air and shrugged.

— He deserved it...i think.

— You think? — she asked, approaching but not sitting next to him. It had been a long time since she heard his voice; it felt strange, sensing that he was different.

— No, I'm sure. He looked up, his blue eyes no longer as clear or bright, meeting hers. Theo could even say that her eyes had a similar glow, something akin to the negative.

— He’s your best friend, Theodore.

— You were my best friend, and he took that from me. Nothing more fair. Theodore's voice conveyed the pain clearly to Y/n. She relented, allowing herself to slide down next to him on the ground.

— He didn’t do anything... we did it to ourselves.

— My mother would be disappointed with me. He let out a sigh and continued looking at a particular spot in the sky while she observed his profile with a trembling breath. — I think Mattheo is right.

— Mattheo says a lot of shit and isn’t always right, Theodore. She murmured.

— But he would be right about this. Theo looked into her eyes, and she saw a tear marking the waterline in the beautiful blue eyes of the Italian beside her.

— I think we both made choices that hurt each other, Theo. She would understand.

Y/n gently placed her hand on one of his cheeks, and Theo’s eyes closed, savoring the warmth of her touch as a solitary tear traced down to her index finger. — I’m sorry, bella. I was an idiot. He apologized, and Y/n wrapped her arms around Nott’s neck, pulling him into a comforting hug.

— It’s okay, Teddy. I was an idiot too, and I’m sorry for hurting you. I didn’t know you cared so much. Too weak to respond, Theo just nodded on her shoulder and sniffled softly, knowing full well how relieved he was that she called him Teddy and not Theodore.

— I meant it when I said I loved you. I love you! Amo ogni parte di te, i love every part of your soul, your body, your voice. I’ve been in love with you since the moment Pansy introduced you to us. I just thought I’d never have a chance with you angel. Theo moved back, placing his hands on either side of the girl’s face, who was silently crying. — No, non piangere, bella ragazza, mi dispiace. He lamented, wiping the tears streaming down her cheeks.

— I don’t know what you’re saying because I stopped practicing my stupid Italian since it reminded me of you, Teddy. She whimpered as her tears flowed.

— La mia bella ragazza. He whispered, pulling her into another hug where she buried her head in his chest, accepting the gentle stroke of her scalp that Theo gave. — Mi dispiace, dolcezza.

— I don’t think I’ve ever felt as jealous in my life as that night, Teddy. She murmured into his neck when the crying stopped.

— I wanted to kill Mattheo when I saw you entering our room with him. He admitted. — Do you think he’ll be okay?

— Yeah, I think that was his plan.

— To make you almost kill me and stay with you forever? Theo murmured.

— Shut up. Mattheo is a good friend, but he likes to provoke you. When he saw what was happening, he wanted to help me get revenge. Millicent shrugged and pulled away from Nott’s neck.

— Great, another reason to hit him.

— Stop it, Teddy. Y/n gave the boy’s chest a gentle push, who smiled sideways and quickly pulled the girl by the neck until their lips touched. — I love you. I meant it too when I said I loved you, Teddy. She told him, settling on the boy's lap, who pulled her closer.

— You have no idea how good it is to hear you calling me that, Principessa. I couldn’t stand hearing you call me Theodore. Mi stava uccidendo. He groaned and kissed the girl’s lips again.

In the end, things turned out just as Y/n had thought.

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Midas's Touch [Seungchan/Fem! Reader]

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🕯Summary: Spilling your thoughts to your boyfriend has never wronged you before until said boyfriend decided to embarrass your freaky ass.

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Free Use|Multiple Orgasms|Voyeurism|Threesome! MMF|Degrading Praise Kink|Wet & Messy|Recording Camera|Hard Dom! Bang Chan|Soft Dom! Kim Seungmin|Pervy! Reader|Fingering|Vibrator Wand|Blow Job|Oral Sex|Obedience Kink|Daddy Kink|Begging|Puppy Kink|Teasing|Exhibitionist|Head Pets|Deep Throat|Cum Swallowing|Aftercare

💌 This is a work of fiction, I by all means don't force ship anyone. They have the right to love whomever they want.

🍄Wordcount: 1.4K

'Fuck, look at him just sitting there, ' you thought, sipping your iced coffee while you stared. Seungmin shifted on the sofa, spreading his legs apart to get comfortable. Chan blew in your ear, "Boo," he whispered, smirking at the way you jolted. "What are you staring at?" he asked, placing his head next to yours and staring. You gulped, rubbing your thighs together, "He looks so fucking good and he isn't even trying," you whispered, hiding your face behind the cup. 

Chan chuckled, rubbing your thigh, "Tell me, princess. What do you have in mind?" he asked, encouraging you to spill everything. You pulled your gaze away from Seungmin, "I want to know if he'll tug my hair or pet it when I suck him off. I want to know if he'll pound my stupid cunt into oblivion or if he'll worship it like it's fragile. Channie I'm losing my mind," you rambled, burrowing your face into his abs. 

Chan cocked an eyebrow, "Did you hear that, Minnie?" he asked, smirking at the flustered expression on Seungmin's face. Your breath hitched, and your body froze, "Chan please tell me he's not there," you whispered, embarrassment coursing through your body. Chan chuckled, "Go on, Minnie. Tell her yourself," he said, eyeing Seungmin's growing bulge. "I'm here," Seungmin whispered, awkwardly raising his hand. You let out a silent scream, hitting Chan's torso. 

"Whoa, whoa there, princess," Chan chuckled, petting your head. Seungmin looked down, fidgeting with his fingers. You took a deep breath, "I'm so sorry if I made you uncomfortable, Min," you said, hesitantly lifting your head to face him. Seungmin rubbed the back of his nape, "I wasn't uncomfortable, just very surprised," he reassured, giving you his gentle smile. Your lips wobbled, silently gesturing for Chan to help you start the scene. Chan cooed, stroking your cheek, "Seungmin-ah?" He smirked, facing him. 

Seungmin gulped, "Yeah, Hyung?" he asked, not sure what to expect. Chan chuckled, "Would you like to have a go with her? You could do anything, bub," he said, tucking your hair behind your ears. The blood burned under Seungmin's skin, "What?" he asked, his eyes widening at the suggestion. Chan stroked your hair, "You heard what I said, Minnie. She can please you however you want," he said, gripping your jaw to face Seungmin. 

You whimpered at the action and stared at Seungmin with the biggest pity eyes you could've made. Seungmin felt a shiver run down his spine, "Hyung, bring her to the couch, please," he said, his voice breathy. Chan nodded and easily maneuvered you onto your knees. You placed your chin on his knee, waiting for him to answer your previous 'What ifs'. Seungmin shook his head, setting himself into a more controlling headspace, "You can be a good pet for me, can't you pup?" he asked, stroking your hair. 

You nodded, nuzzling his thigh, "Can be good. I promise," you said, melting under his firm touch. Seungmin cooed, cupping your face in his hands, the size difference between his palm and your face made your head spin, "Do you mind me using your mouth as a fleshlight, pup? You can just relax and let me use your pretty little hole, yeah?" he said, rubbing your bottom lip. You instantly slacked your jaw, flattening your tongue while you stared up at him. 

Seungmin smiled, "Such an obedient pet. Channie Hyung must have trained you perfectly," he said, his tone getting more and more condensing. You nodded, patiently waiting for his next move. Seungmin tugged down his waistband, hissing at the chill air enveloping his throbbing cock. You moaned at the sight, subtly whimpering for Seungmin to start. "Aww, you're so sweet," Seungmin said, brushing your hair back and holding your hair in a ponytail. 

He used his free hand to stroke his leaking cock, "The way your eyes just dilate at the sight of my cock puppy is making me so hard, " Seungmin groaned, tapping his cockhead on your tongue. You moaned, your eyes getting droopy at the taste of his precum on your tastebuds. Chan tied your hair up and pinned your fringes, "There all neat and pretty," he said, booping your nose. Seungmin chuckled, aligning his cock with your mouth, "Breathe with your nose, pup. You can tap me three times on the thigh if you need to catch your breath, okay?" He said, making sure you understand before thrusting his cock down your throat in one single thrust. 

You gagged at the intrusion, your throat fluttering around his cockhead. Seungmin groaned, chuckling at the sight of your tears, "Good puppy, " he grits, pushing his cock down further until an audible 'pop' could be heard. “Mhm,” you hummed, your nails digging into his thighs as he used your mouth. Seungmin grunted, bucking his hips until you swallowed around his girth, "Fuck, yeah, good fucking pet," he growled, thrusting into your throat. 

You whimpered, tears streaming down your cheeks at the constant thrusts but your mind felt so cloudy that you couldn't help but stay pliant. Seungmin cooed, wiping your tears, "Aww, sweet thing. You're going so good for me. Taking my cock so well," he growled, thrusting at a comfortable rhythm. You slacked your jaw, letting him use your throat like a personal sleeve. Seungmin hissed, gripping your hair when he came, "Hah, oh, yeah, hah," he moaned, cumming down your esophagus. 

Chan pushed back Seungmin's sweat-matted hair, "Isn't she perfect," he hummed, kissing Seungmin's cheek. "Very fucking perfect," Seungmin said, his voice husky as he eased his cock from your mouth. You stared up at him with a dopey smile, "More, please," you whispered, your voice failing to project after being abused. Seungmin cooed, lifting you on his lap, "Hyung do you use vibrators?" He asked, scratching your scalp. Chan nodded, handing Seungmin a wand, "Do you want me to get your camera? I have a feeling you'd want to film it," he asked, already holding the camera behind his back. 

Just as the members know him, he also knows the members well. Seungmin gulped, rubbing your ear, "Would you mind that pup? Can I film your pretty cunt?" He asked, seeking your consent. You nodded, "I don't mind, Minnie," you said, nipping his palm. Seungmin chuckled, taking the camera from Chan's grasp, "Then lay down for me, puppy," he said, helping you lay back on the couch with your knees pressed to your tummy. 

He turned on his camera, "I just want a shot of your pretty cunt getting creamy," Seungmin said, turning on the vibrator. Chan handed you a pillow to hold on to, knowing that you love holding onto something. Seungmin spread apart your folds with his fingers and pressed the wand to your clit. Your body shuddered from the initial buzz, soft moans and gasps escaping past your lips. Seungmin rubbed his fingers between your folds, gathering your slick before easing two of them into your fluttering ribbed walls. 

"Ah, hah, hah," you moaned, bucking your hips into his thrusts. Seungmin chuckled, "Such a desperate little puppy," he said, curling his finger against that familiar squishy part while he held the vibrator closer to your swollen clit. You whined, body trembling from the pleasure, "Please, please please," you begged, squeezing the pillow tight, digging your nails into the fabric. Seungmin huffed, pumping his fingers at a relentless pace, "Cum for me, pup. Make a mess for us," he grunted. 

You hiccuped a sob, cumming around his fingers. Your ribbed walls clenched so hard Seungmin thought his fingers might break. He pulled away the wand and eased his fingers out, hoping that the camera filmed your creamy quivering cunt. You peeked from behind the pillow, "I did good?" You asked, feeling a deep sense of insecurity pool in your abdomen. Seungmin smiled, kissing your temple, "You did so good, puppy. I almost came in my pants from you cumming, pet," he reassured, stroking your hair. 

You beamed at the praise, pride blooming your chest. Chan chuckled, rewatching the footage, "Seungmin-ah, compress this digitally and send it to me. I need a copy," he said, handing the camera to Seungmin. You squirmed, shy after your orgasmic high. "Aww, look at that little blush," Seungmin said, bopping your nose. You whined, hiding your face back under the pillow. Chan rolled his eyes, amused by your actions, "Come here, little girl," he growled, swooping you up in his arms.  You giggled, wiggling his arms, "Minnie, save me," you squeaked, making grabby hands towards him. Seungmin chuckled, "Of course, I’ll save you puppy…with tickles!" he exclaimed, tickling you.

[haveihitanerve]

Ok so we all know Dick Grayson loves to sing and is probably a real life disney princess, but i give you Dick Grayson who loves to sing and is real life disney princess, only with certain people. 

Bruce and Alfred have had the privilege of watching in live time his mid conversation singing and broadway production, and even as Nightwing if hes on patrol with B sometimes Dick will switch off his comm and start singing to his father and Batman is sitting there with a straight face, not even looking at him, but that doesn't stop him and finally, when hes done, or, even better, if its a duet, and he reaches the end of his part, bruce will join in, and applaud. 

Jason knows he sings because Dick tried to convert him to being a disney princess, jason actually hated it, he doesn't mind the singing and movies but dick was always singing. Jason doesn't have a bad voice, but he prefers humming or softly singing, though he will break out into a complete reenactment of a disney movie scene with dick if his older brother tempts him

Tim honestly didn't earn the privilege of seeing/hearing dick sing for the first time, he just spent so much time watching Batman and Robin that he was lucky enough to catch them at a time where they were alone(or so they thought) and heard him sing, its also how he knows bruce can sing, but later when he became robin ig dick saw it as a ritualic kind of thing because he also tried to convert tim into a disney princess, tim would totally fit the bill except that his voice sounds like a dying cat

Babs herself is a disney princess and when they were the boy wonder and batgirl they would sing together just to annoy batman, and then scream like fangirls when he did harmonize with them, but yeah she knows

Steph actually attempted to convert Dick into a disney princess before he revealed he is one and then they spent an entire week singing back and forth to each other not a single word was spoken until bruce finally snapped and threw dick out the window. Steph went ‘what the fuck richard’ and dick laughed so hard he almost busted a lung

Cass is a disney princess and she was invited to hear dick sing and watch a personal performance in the theatre because she is the disney princess queen and she clapped very loudly for him when he finished, sometimes when shes upset dick will crawl over and sing to her

Damian got to experience Dick as Batman and unfortunately Dick’s disney princess ways kinda went to sleep during that time because though he wanted to sing and distance himself from the Batman that was Bruce, it also every time reminded him of when bruce would sing with him, but when bruce came back dick would sing at the top of his lungs in the house so damian got the privilege too. 

Needless to say, the batfam is pretty used to Princess Dick Grayson, so i just want a scene where, its very serious, in Young Justice, the entire team has gathered, and Tim and Jason are supposed to pick him up for family game night and they're like ‘whats going on?’ and Wally goes ‘shhhh! Hes about to sing for us! Finally!” and jason and tim are like ???? ‘finally?? You mean he doesn't sing???” and wally looks at them weirdly and is like ‘no???” jason gasp dramatically and goes ‘you got him to shut up??? But how?? Teach me your ways!!!” while tim went ‘what have you done to our brother???” and meanwhile dick is singing and the entire team is like, now. Now we have truly gained his trust and respect. And Jason and Tim in the back of the room recording it for Babs and the others just like ‘wtf is this cult dedicated to dicks singing???’ 

Idk i just like the idea of Dick’s singing being sacred to everyone outside of his family. They all love it, ofc, but its also allthe time and so the idea of him just??? Not??? Singing??? Is super weird to them.

[aemondapologistfrfr]

Dethrone - Chapter 7

Warnings: 18+, fingering, sexual talk, and ofc swearing, if i missed something pls let me know and i'll fix that asap!! Authors Note: Aemond would ofc ask for consent believe that!, this man is so obsessed with her, it’s going to stay on the mature side for a couple chapters because fuck it Word Count: 4.3k

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Aemond is still in bed with me when I wake this morning. He has his arms wrapped around me and I notice that the sun has barely risen and that the hour is truly still early. I settle back into him and rub my hand on his arm. I bask in our comfort and silence as we slowly wake up together.

“You’re up early.” His voice is gravely as he kisses the back of my head.

“I’m too excited to sleep knowing we’re getting Vaelys today.” I reply as I turn over to face him. He’s absolutely beautiful in this pale light.

“Or are you just excited you practically get to sit on my lap the flight there?” Aemond jests causing my cheeks to heat.

“Aemond!” I scold playfully pushing him away.

He rolls over getting out of bed and stretches causing his pants to sink a little lower than they already are. I can almost feel my cheeks on fire and I’m trying to mentally rein myself in. Gods how am I to survive an entire flight to Dragonstone with him? Aemond chuckles taking in my flushed cheeks.

“I’m going to change and pack a light bag. I suggest you wear something comfortable to fly in. We can have breakfast in an hour and leave out before sunrise.” he plans for us as he gets dressed to head to his chambers.

I slowly get up and look around my chambers as I stretch. I’m already starting to get used to mornings with Aemond and I’m thankful there seems to be no end in sight to that. I walk over to my vanity and start to loosely braid my hair knowing it will get ruined on the flight anyway.

I walk over to my wardrobe and discard my night dress. I grab a light flying jacket and pants made of soft form fitting material. I grab my boots and lace them on and pack a small bag with essentials. Once I make sure I have everything needed for our travels I begin to make my way down to the main dining hall.

Aemond is there waiting for me when I first enter the hall. We have a light breakfast of juice and muffins in comfortable silence. When we’re done he grabs my bag as we start our walk through the city to Vhagar. We make our way to the pits quickly and without any disturbances as most of the city is either asleep or just waking for the day.

“After you.” Aemond says as he ushers me to the rope ladder.

Once we make it to the top I begin to make myself comfortable in the saddle. Aemond secures our bags and then settles close behind of me. His body engulfs mine as I lean forward to prepare for us to take flight.

“Do you wish to hold my hands again?” I can practically hear the smirk in voice as his arms come up beside of me and grab onto the reins.

I huff at his arrogance but grab onto his hands anyway. We launch into the sky and level out fairly quick. I let go of Aemonds hands and look upon the waking city. Looking down on Kings Landing makes it look so small and minuscule when it’s anything but. I like the idea of living in a larger city and having the opportunity to see and do new things.

“Did you know you call out my name in your sleep?” Aemond whispers in my ear moving my hair off my neck.

“You’re making that up.” I turn and scowl at him.

“I swear it. I heard it perfectly in the night. “oh Aemond! please!” while tossing and turning.” he mocks with a smile.

“You heard what you wanted to hear.” I roll my eyes and turn my head back to try and hide my blush because he’s telling the truth.

“It’s okay Princess,” he says hooking the reins to the saddle and using his now free hand turn my head back towards him. “I left you pretty needy last night.” he says as he starts to kiss my neck as his other hand goes to my exposed waist where my jacket has been riding up.

“You did.” I agree breathlessly, leaning into him

“I just don’t want to take advantage of you. Or take it too far.” he responds snaking his hand to top button of my jacket waiting for my response.

“What if I want you to take advantage of me?” I ask looking at him with lust filled eyes.

He groans from behind of me and quickly starts to unbutton my jacket. He slips his hand under my shirt claiming one of my breasts and begins kneading the tender flesh. I melt into him as he continues nipping at my neck while I slowly grind back into him. He brings both of his hands to my waist to still me and squeezes the flesh roughly.

“Have you been touched before?” he whispers in my ear while his hand trails along my waistband.

“Only by myself.” I respond truthfully, barely audible while clenching my legs together.

“May I touch you?” he purrs, trailing his hands down my thighs causing my breath to catch.

“Please, yes,” I whine, nodding vigorously as his hands spread my thighs apart.

He tangles our legs together so he can keep mine open as he slips a hand between my thighs. Aemond uses a torturous finger to trail over my clothed slit making me squirm. He applies a light pressure when he meets my clit but it disappears as quick as it was there making my hips chase after his hand.

I’m immediately relieved when he slips his hand into my pants. Aemond wastes no time and goes straight under my panties making me gasp. His deft fingers find my wetness and go to my clit instantly causing me to jolt back into him. I almost sob when he starts quick patterns with his fingers.

“How does it feel, Princess?” he purrs into my ear rubbing quick circles on my clit. I can barely catch my breath, let alone answer him as my head begins to spin from pleasure.

“Fuck, Aemond,” I cry out, trying to squeeze my legs shut as he increases the pace. “please, please!” I whimper, begging him as I arch back into him.

“That wasn’t an answer.” he scolds sliding his finger down to circle my entrance. He brings his slick digit back up to my clit and starts a rhythm that leaves me a moaning mess in his arms.

“Feels so good,” I whine, leaning my head back onto him as my hips grind into his hand on their own accord.

“Such a good girl for me.” Aemond praises putting his other hand back under my shirt to squeeze my nipple as he continues his assault on my clit.

“Come for me.” he purrs. My legs go limp and my vision blurs. I’ve never felt so much pleasure and Aemond is coaxing all he can from me and all I can do is whimper and capture his hand between my quaking thighs.

My breathing begins to return to normal and he removes his hand from my pants. He brings his fingers up to his mouth and licks them clean and hums in satisfaction. I look at him with heavy, lustful eyes and capture his lips in a kiss. I try to turn in the saddle so I can face him but he firmly keeps me seated.

“I think that’s enough pleasure for one flight.” he chuckles kissing the side of my head.

We spend the rest of the flight to Dragonstone talking. He answers all of my questions when I point something out on our flight. I love that he’s so knowledgeable and can answer anything I ask. The rest of our flight goes by quickly as we watch the sun rise higher into the sky.

We circle Dragonstone once and Vhagar starts her descent towards the rocky shore by the pits. I wonder to myself if Vhagar remembers this place from the conquest. I’m torn from my thoughts as Aemond moves from behind of me to help me start going down the ladder.

Once on the ground I hear Vaelys before I see her. She walks up to me and encircles me with her tail protectively. I reach out and rub her snout lovingly. I turn and see Aemond walking towards us with our bags and a smile on his face.

“You two are magnificent together.” Aemond admires Vaelys as he slowly walks to us.

“Thank you, my Prince.” I beam and start to walk towards him.

“Princess!” I hear a familiar voice shout.

“Kaenna?” I tilt my head inquisitively.

Kaenna comes into view and brushes past Aemond to engulf me in a hug. She must not have realized he is a Prince of the realm and my smile grows knowing how flustered she’ll be when she realizes. She pulls back and looks at me with a skeptical gaze and finally turns to Aemond. I see her cheeks start to turn red and I try not to giggle.

“Kaenna, this is Aemond. Aemond this Kaenna.” I smile taking in the horror on Kaenna faces at her poor greeting to a Prince.

“Prince Aemond!” Kaenna responds bowing deeply. “A pleasure to meet you.” she adds once she rises.

“Did anyone send word that we would be arriving?” I ask her as we three start to walk towards the castle.

“A raven came in during the late hours of night. It instructed me to pack your trunks and see to it that you have all you need to return and stay at Kings Landing?” she looks over to me confused. “What has happened?” Kaenna asks hushed.

“We’ll discuss it all once we get to my chambers.” I reply back as we start walking up the stairs.

We quickly make our way to my chambers. I can’t help but wonder if once I’m gone if they’ll repurpose my room or leave it as is. Kaenna has practically emptied my chambers already and apparently my life is summed up to a couple trunks and some bags. It makes me almost sentimental to see my life packed up once more for me to move to another great city.

“Is this still what you want, my love?” Aemond asks softly wrapping an arm around my shoulder.

“Of course,” I respond quickly. “I just feel like I’ve been searching for a home my entire life and I hope I’m finally getting one.” I look around the whole of my chambers.

“May I speak with you alone, Viktorya?” Kaenna looks lost and concerned. I’m thankful to have her as a mother figure in my life as someone who genuinely cares for me.

“Of course.” Aemond surprises us by speaking up first. “I shall go exploring and when you both are ready I’ll be in the main hall within an hour. Should you change your mind about anything before then, just know I will wait for you as long as you need.” he finishes by placing a soft kiss on my cheek and seeing himself out.

“What is going on?” Kaenna asks eyebrows raised once the door is shut.

I start from when we first docked in Kings Landing. I tell her how Aemond took my breath away the moment I saw him. I don’t tell her of my dream or of our plots and schemes. Nothing has been solidified and I don’t want to endanger her by telling her I’m taking the throne. I need her by my side and I know once I tell her she’ll be one of my biggest supporters but I have to wait for the right time. She seems genuinely happy for me and Aemond and I couldn’t be more elated.

“He can help get you a boat so you can come to Kings Landing. If that’s what you were to want?” I ask nervously hoping she will come with me once again.

“Of course my child. If you’re no longer here then neither am I.” she responds pulling me into a hug. “Let’s go find your Prince.” she pulls back as we exit our chambers with my bags.

Aemond is in the main hall patiently waiting and taking in the architecture. He looks like a work of art admiring more art. He slowly turns around and starts walking towards us. I can’t help the butterflies in my stomach or the smile that spreads on my face as he approaches.

“So much of our family history is here in this Keep and on these shores.” he looks around and ponders.

“There is truly some great pieces of history here.” I hum in agreement.

“I’ve secured your bags to Vhagar. I figured you and Vaelys would like to fly around completely free.” he says smiling. “I’ve sent out a raven for a ship to come and collect your trunks for you. There is also room for Kaenna,” he looks past me to Kaenna. “Should you like to come with, please know you are welcome to join us in Kings Landing.”

“My Prince! I would be honored.” Kaenna says lowering her head.

“Please, call me Aemond.” he says giving her a gentle smile.

We walk in comfortable silence back to mine and Aemonds dragons. I turn around and look back at Dragonstone like it’s my last time seeing it. I don’t know where this sudden rush of sadness is coming from. I didn’t have overly fond memories here, but I definitely had a lot of firsts.

“Don’t worry, my love. You told me yourself our wedding ceremony will be held here, we will return.” Aemond says kissing the side of my head softly.

“I’ll be in Kings Landing before you know it.” Kaenna says softly behind us pulling me in for a hug.

I start climbing onto Vaelys and settle in my saddle. Once I see Aemond reach the top of Vhagar and settle I wave good bye to Kaenna before Vaelys shoots us into the sky. I’m uncontrollably laughing at the freedom I feel. She tightly spirals us up and eventually does a quick circle of Dragonstone. We circle back and fly almost wing to wing with Vhagar. I reach my hand out towards Aemond and he does the same. I enjoyed my flight with Aemond, but an open sky with my own dragon reminds me of all the possibilities that are in front of me now.

Vaelys seems to share my sentiment and gives out a loud screech and shoots forward. We twist and glide with the wind enjoying the freedom that we’ve never been given. After playing for a while we slow down and keep pace with Aemond and Vhagar. The sun sets and we fly by moonlight to start our new life.

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We reach the outskirts of Kings Landing a couple hours after moonrise. Vaelys weaves around with Vhagar as we start leisurely making our way to the pits. Once we land I lay back on Vaelys, still in saddle, just smiling. Riding Vaelys gives me so much peace and freedom and truly makes me feel in control.

“Are you well, my love?” I hear Aemond call up to me.

“Perfectly fine.” I sit up and beam down at him. “I just don’t think I’ve ever flown that far and long while on Vaelys. It was so freeing. I truly hope we are able to do that again and soon.” I begin climbing down from my saddle.

“Make a list of all the places you would like to go to and we shall see them on dragonback.” Aemond smiles pulling me into a hug.

“I want to see the whole of the realm.” My cheeks are starting to hurt from how much I’m smiling. “I’ve only been able to read about the great houses and how grand they are. I’ve always wished I could see them.” I respond truthfully.

“I will take you anywhere you wish to go. Just say the place.” he says pressing a kiss to my forehead.

“How about to bed?” I look up to him, faintly seeing some red on his cheeks. “Riding made me tired.” I say trying to cover my yawn.

“Of course,” he clears his throat. “You must be exhausted. We’ve had a long journey.” he says as we start making our way back to the keep.

He asks one of the trainers to get someone to bring my bags to the keep. I briefly tell them about Vaelys and her temperament before we leave. We exit the pits hand in hand and continue that way until we reach my chambers.

“Will you stay with me?” I ask looking up at him.

“Of course, my love.” he hums opening the door to my chamber for us and closing it quietly behind us.

“I love when you speak High Valyrian.” I say shamelessly admiring.

“Good thing I’m fluent. Do you require assistance getting ready for bed?” he pulls me over to my wardrobe taking off my flight jacket.

“Maybe just a little.” I reply breathlessly as he begins to pull off my shirt. His cold fingers teasing trails up my torso. He slows even more when he reaches the sensitive skin underneath my breasts that has me gasping.

He pulls my shirt the rest of the way off making sure his fingers grazed my nipples intently. He reaches his hands up and cups both of my breasts causing me to sharply inhale. His fingers find their way to my nipples and begin pinching and teasing.

“Aemond,”I whine clenching my thighs.

“Hush my love.” Aemond coos grabbing a sleep dress and slipping the silk over my head.

He kneels before me and helps me out of my boots. He then reaches up my dress to my waist band. He pulls my pants down swiftly causing me to jolt forward. I feel his chuckle on my thighs as he helps steady me up right. He finishes pulling off my pants and then rises to tower over me.

I reach my hands up and start to undo the buttons on his jacket. I quickly slide it down his arms and discard it with my clothes. I begin to pull his shirt up and he steps back to finish pulling it the rest of the way off.

“Beautiful.” I breathe out running my hands up his torso.

He leans down to capture my lips. We slowly start moving back towards my bed. My knees hit the bed first and he gently pushes me back. I fall backwards feeling my night dress slip scandalously far up my legs. Aemond looks as if he’s about to devour me whole, but he’s stopped by a knock on the door.

“Who is it?” I all but yell at the person on the other side.

“It’s me, my darling Princess daughter.” Daemon says sickly sweet from the halls. I huff and push myself off my bed. I storm over to the door and rip it open.

“What?” I look at him annoyed.

He saunters in past me and Aemond and claims a seat in a chair. I snap the door shut and make my way over to the couch. Aemond follows me and takes the seat next to me.

“It’s awfully rude to not visit me once you’ve returned.” Daemon responds as if he couldn’t care less but pleased that he could interrupt us.

“I wasn’t aware I was to come to you when I landed father.” I throw back at him. “Your sarcasm is also less than desired.” I roll my eyes at him.

“Noted.” he says brushing off what I’ve just said.

“So what is it you want?” Aemond asks flatly next to me.

“Some gratitude for the courtly and family drama I’ve had to deal with while you two fly around.” he scoffs in answer.

“And we have to show that gratitude now, for you honoring the deal we made that we have yet to confirm has been fulfilled?” I ask raising my eyebrows in amusement.

“Rhaenyra and her sons were surprised and honestly taken aback when I told them about the two of you. Rhaenyra is slowly starting to understand and support this decision. I have spoken with my brother and Alicent on the matter and they both seemed delighted at the idea of you two together and have promised to take you in and treat you most likely better than you deserve.” he of course has to end with a rude remark.

“At least you never claim to be a good father.” I snap back in his direction.

“Has a date been set to make the announcement?” Aemond asks trying to wrap this conversation up.

“At court at the end of the week.” he sounds bored yawning.

“Perfect. Now get out, father.” I add over sweetly.

“I wonder if either of you have found these yet.” He throws over his shoulder walking to a wall near my bathroom. He reaches out and pulls on a painting opening a passageway. He slips through it and clicks the door shut. I look over to Aemond in confusion.

“Did you know about that?” I ask truly surprised.

“How do you think I get to your balcony without your knowledge?” he offers me a rogue smirk.

“Aemond.” I scold narrowing my eyes at him. “Why is this the first I’m hearing of this and there is an entrance to MY chambers?” I ask slightly annoyed.

“I wouldn’t allow any harm to come to you. Besides, you’ve spent every night with me while you’ve been in the Red Keep.” he shrugs his shoulders.

“You’re lucky I’m too tired to argue about this right now, but I do want to explore them later.” I yawn as I make my way back to bed brushing past him.

“Yes, of course, anything I can do to repent.” he chuckles as he follows behind of me.

“I’m mad my father interrupted us.” I pout as I scoot across the bed.

“Why’s that, Princess?” Aemond chuckles as he removes his pants and slides in next to me.

“Because I knew you were about to make me feel really good again.” I don’t intend for it to sound as whiny as it does.

“I can still do that.” his voice low as he trails a teasing hand up to my breast.

Aemond presses into my back and our bodies mold together. He pulls the front of my night dress down exposing my breasts. His fingers instantly reach for my nipples and begin tugging and twisting.

He brings a leg between my thighs to hold them open for him to gain access. He removes his hand from my breast and continues his journey down my body. He pulls my night dress up revealing my lack of panties. He left me completely bare when he put the silk on me.

“Gods you’re killing me.” He rasps out pulling his leg out and flipping me on my back. “Please can I taste you?” he asks looking down at me.

“Please Aemond,” I say breathlessly arching up into him.

His smile is devilish as he rises fully above me and gets out of bed. He stands at the edge and grabs my legs pulling me closer to him. My night dress bunches to around my waist giving him a full view of my most intimate parts.

“Are you ready?” He asks kneeling before me.

I nod vigorously not knowing what to expect. When his hot mouth meets my clit I combust. He licks a stripe down my slit and circles my entrance making my legs quiver. He reaches both arms up and holds my legs open.

Aemond licks back up to my clit and focuses his attention there. I’m a babbling and moaning mess. One of his hands leaves my legs and I start to feel one of his fingers near my entrance. He slowly circles my entrance while still teasing my clit.

“Can I try a finger?” Aemond lifts his head up, chin completely wet. He looks like a man gone mad and is slowly inching back towards me.

“Yes, please Aemond, please, my Prince.” I whine out bucking my hips towards his mouth.

He wastes no time reattaching himself to me. When he begins patterns on my clit with his tongue is when I feel the slight intrusion of his finger. He eases it in making sure I feel every moment. While continuing with his tongue he begins a quick rhythm with his finger.

“Please Aemond,” I grab his hair in hopes he’ll keep going exactly what he’s doing. “Yes.” I whine out trying to grind myself on his face.

He chuckles and the vibrations send me over the edge. I cry out and try to slam my thighs shut. He removes his finger and uses that hand to help keep my thighs open. He doesn’t stop with his tongue causing me to feel every bit of pleasure he wants to give to me.

“You did so good.” He looks up at me lovingly from between my thighs.

He slowly removes himself from me and looks at me in complete adoration as I lie cuddled on the bed. He pulls down my night dress and adjusts the top again so I’m covered. He brings me a glass of water and starts to cover me up.

“Is there anything else you would like?” he looks down at me stroking my hair.

“Just you next to me.” I reply sleep heavy in my voice.

“Of course.” Aemond smiles and gets into bed while pulling me close. “I love you.” he whispers into my ear as I doze off.

[asmogorna]

Oh my FUCKING God.

[horrorsummerromance]

#PrettyPillowPrincessPete. KinnPorsche (2022) : Episode 12.