#when the dom possessive side comes out 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

[jayparked]

brain went brrrrrr the entire time i was reading this 😵‍💫 the opening scene too im biting my fist so hard. desperate, needy, downbad mark my weakness

raw. (m.l)

PAIRING: mark lee x afab!reader GENRE: smut WORD COUNT: 3.4k

SYNOPSIS: you find out you're out of condoms as soon as you and mark are about to have sex. feeling defeated, mark opts to go relieve himself in the bathroom but you suggest maybe that its time for him to finally fuck you raw.

CONTENT WARNINGS: explicit content, established relationship, light touching, starts off with sweet!mark then switches to pussy drunk!mark, unprotected sex, creampie, heavy use of 'my girl' and 'baby', nasty dirty talk mark doesn't shut the fuck up,

“I’ve missed you.” Mark mouths at your skin, arms tight around your middle as he presses you against his chest, breathing in the scent of your body wash and perfume as he nuzzles his head into the crevice of your neck. You smile, lacing your fingers through his hair as you melt into his embrace and he hums at the soft tugs you give, suckling and nipping at the spot where your shoulder and neck meet.

“Ow,” A giggle leaves your lips as Mark bites down a little too hard and your body angles away from him, only for him to whine and try and draw your back to him, muttering an apology against your neck as he tightens his hold on you. “We can’t stand here all day, Mark.”

Mark huffs as if what you’ve stated is something so offensive it hurts his feelings, shoulders sagging as he reluctantly lets you go but his hand slips into your own, intertwining your fingers as he allows you to pull him to a more suitable place than your front door, dragging his socked covered feet across the floorboards as he takes in your home, a warmth spreading through his chest.

Mark missed being at your place, the sweet familiar smell of a candle that was previously burning filling his senses, the hum of the TV playing your favourite show in the background, the subtle misplaced ornaments and potted plants that you’ve picked up to move or admire.

He takes a glance at your kitchen as he passes it, noticing a dish and a bowl soaking in soapy water and he smiles knowing you’ve eaten already, wondering if it was something delicious and filling for you. He wants to ask what it could’ve been, but the question remains on the tip of his tongue as you’re pulling him towards your bedroom.

And that’s when he feels most at home. 

The bag that was once resting on his shoulders drops to the ground, mindlessly being kicked to the side as his body finally relaxes, the tiredness that he’s used to pushing at the back of his mind comes front and centre, sluggishly making his way towards the unmade bed and planting himself down on the edge. 

The hand that's holding yours pulls you between his open legs and he rests his cheek on your stomach, embracing you as he once did a few moments prior and he sighs happily as your fingers resume playing with his hair. 

“How was work?”

“Fine,” His tone is quiet and gentle. “Japan was fun. Yuta was our tour guide again and was taking us to all these places,” Mark moves his head a little to look up at you, resting his chin on your stomach inside. “I took some pictures for you—ones I haven’t sent you yet.” 

You’re more than eager to see what pictures Mark wants to show you, gently pushing him up the bed for him to lay comfortably and he laughs, reaching into his pocket to retrieve his phone while his other arm curls around you, holding you close to his side and pressing his lips to the top of your head, finding comfort in the scent of your shampoo as he unlocks his phone, clicking the camera roll app and your eyes widen in excitement seeing all the recent photos you haven’t seen.

You’re in awe watching him scroll through the photos, the scenery and the colours of it all leaving you speechless, hanging onto every word as he tells you the story behind them all, some comical and others sweet and endearing. 

“Seeing this one, like, reminded me of you.” He whispers against your head as he shows you a picture of a sunset, a blend of pinks and oranges making your heart flutter. “It’s pretty—calming, made me feel at ease. It made me miss you even more than I already did, you know.”

“You called me every night,” You tell him, laughing as he groans and rolls his eyes, throwing his phone to the side before gripping your hips, pulling your body on top of his and massaging your thighs with his fingers, kneading the skin as they settle on each of his sides. 

“You know it’s not the same,” Mark argues, tongue swiping across his bottom lip. “I love hearing your voice over the phone but, like, having you there with me physically means more to me. I get to hold you, I get to touch you… I get to kiss my girl.”

“Is that so?”

Mark hums with a short nod of his head before he cranes his neck up to meet your lips in a short but sweet kiss, squeezing your thighs once you reciprocate and he smiles against your lips as he feels your hands cradle his cheeks.

Then, you feel it. His hard cock pressing your inner thigh, twitching with each subtle movement of your hips as you rest your entire weight on him, causing him to grunt against your lips due to the pressure on his cock. 

“Are you tired?” You pull away from his lips to ask him and you bite back the smile that threatens to spread across your cheeks as Mark follows, wanting your mouth back on his. 

“A little,” He admits, squeezing your thighs. “But I don’t care. Just want you.”

Warmth fills your chest, “You want me?”

“So bad.” 

You don’t have time to swoon over his words as he’s already leaning up and reconnecting your lips in a much deeper kiss, biting down on your bottom lip and sliding his tongue into your mouth to tangle with your own all while his hands slip around to grip your ass, pulling you ever closer so that your chest is pressed against his. 

You kiss for a while, relishing in the way his lips feel on yours, familiar with the slow and unrushed pace he takes and your hands curl around the front of his shirt, signalling for him to take it off immediately and he smiles against your mouth, breaking the kiss for a moment to allow you to pull the material over his head.

He’s giving you a toothy smile, eyes twinkling with adoration as he stares up at you and his fingers twitch over the hem of your shirt, ready to take it off and you happily give him permission to do so, raising your arms in the air and Mark tugs it off, throwing it carelessly to the side before his hands touch your skin, palms hot and clammy as he brings you in for another kiss, one that's more desperate and needy.

Mark’s moaning shamelessly into your mouth when your hands dip beneath the waistband of his sweatpants and boxers, first curling around his cock and giving him a few experimental pumps that has him almost drawing blood on your lip when he bites down a little too hard.

“Easy,” You hum with a giggle and Mark groans, craning his neck as he throws his head back against the pillows, tongue licking his bottom lip as your hand squeezes around his cock. He lifts his hips as you begin to rid him of the rest of his clothing and you awkwardly manoeuvre above him, laughing as you almost topple over if it wasn’t for the hold he has on your hips.

“You go easy,” Mark teases you this time and you roll your eyes. You drop your hands from him to finally peel off the rest of your own clothes and he watches you with hooded lids, resting one arm behind his head while the other wraps around his cock to jerk himself off as he takes in your naked body, something he’s seen plenty of times before but he views it as if it's his first time, absorbing himself in your curves, the swell of your breasts and your pretty pussy.

“Like what you see?”

Mark smiles, “Always,”

You get a little shy at his compliment but continue to lean forwards to capture his lips in a kiss which he immediately reciprocates, his hand curls around the back of your neck to keep you still against his lips and he moans as your tongue slips inside his mouth to touch his own.

He’s still touching himself between your bodies, lifts jerking upwards into his fist and gasping in your mouth when the tip grazes over your skin, the sensitivity sending goosebumps down his spine.

You pull away from his lips much to his dismay and he tries to pull you back in but stops when he sees you manoeuvring your way down his body, leaving a trail of kisses behind which makes him moan again, mouth falling slack as he feels your tongue lick a clean stripe down his navel.

You brush your fingers over his inner thighs, smiling at how his cock twitches against his stomach, stroking further and further up his skin before your fingers grip his cock, hearing the slight hiss he makes through his teeth and you smile, leaning in closer to wrap your lips around his tip.

“Wait!” Mark suddenly yells out and you stop in surprise, bringing your gaze up from his cock to his face and he reaches his hand forward to cradle your check, his thumb caressing your skin. He looks like he’s in pain, but he explains, “I’ll cum too quickly if you suck my cock, like, seriously, I will cum the second I feel your tongue on me again.”

That makes you even more eager to shove his cock down your throat and you tighten your fingers around the base, causing him to throw his head back with a gasp, “I don’t mind.”

“But I do,” Mark weakly pushes your hand away and his cock slaps back against his stomach, his hips jerking upwards at the sudden contact. “Fuck—baby I’ve been waiting for this for so long. I want to cum fucking you—please, I—” He winces as his hand comes down to cup his balls, almost as if he’s trying to stop himself from cumming right there and there from his words. “I want to fuck you.”

You would awe at the sight if it wasn’t for the way he’s looking at you right now, so desperate and needy to be inside of you and you’re more than welcome to give him exactly what he wants, briefly nodding your head for confirmation and his shoulders drop with a relieved sigh.

Mark gently pushes you down on the bed to crawl above you, kneeling between your parted thighs and he almost drools at the sight of your pussy, glistening and ready for him to fuck. He’s quick to lean over to open the drawers of your nightstand, digging his hand inside to search around for the box of condoms he knows you have for him.

He pulls out the box and he leans back on his ankles as he dips his hand inside, and you wait patiently for him to retrieve it and roll it onto his cock, but the way his body freezes and face drops you know something is wrong and you grow concerned, leaning up on your elbows.

“Mark?”

“No, no, no,” Mark mumbles repeatedly under his breath as he turns the box upside down and shakes aggressively, praying that a condom will magically appear out of thin air and lay across the palm of his hand but it remains empty. “Jesus Christ, you’ve got to be kidding me.”

You gape at him in shock, “There’s no condoms left?”

“There’s no condoms left,” He repeats, throwing the empty box down on the bed and he runs his hand over his face in annoyance, tears of frustration prickling at his eyes. You watch as he brows pull together, how his jaw clenches and nostrils flare in anger. It was a sight you’re definitely not used to seeing, but it’s something that has your thighs clenching for some friction below. 

“Hey, it’s okay,” You try to reassure him as his cheeks get a little red and you reach up to stroke his shoulders. “We must’ve used the last one before you left to go to Japan without knowing.”

“I should’ve been prepared, you know, I should’ve bought a pack before coming here—I shouldn’t have relied on you to have the condoms but, fuck, I was just so exciting to see my girl that I didn’t even think about—”

“Baby, it’s okay.” You try to cut off his rambling by reassuring him again but it's no use.

“—And now we have nothing and I’m just—” His hands wave over his hard cock comically and you hold back a snort, watching how his fingers run through his hair with a sigh. “Okay, I should just, like, make you cum on my tongue and then I’m going to go jerk off in the—”

“No!” You shout this time, startling Mark who stares at you with wide eyes and you immediately apologise, “I’m sorry. I’m sorry, baby. But you don’t need to do that, it’s okay.”

“Then what are we going to do?” He questions with a whiny tone that has your head reeling and pussy begging to be fucked. The way he’s staring at you so desperately and in pain is enough for you to come up with an idea.

“How about we just do it raw this time?”

Mark blinks, “Raw? Like, without a condom?”

“Yes.”

“Baby…” Mark sighs softly as he rubs at your thighs, “You know we can’t do that. We can’t risk anything, you know, and even though I’m certain I’m going to spend the rest of my life with my girl and start a family… we really can’t risk anything. It’s too soon and we’re both not ready for that either.”

You frown, “I know that. But nothing will happen, I promise. I’m on the pill.”

“What?”

“I’ve been on the pill for a few months,” You tell him nonchalantly and he looks at you as if you kept such a big secret away from him. “Remember that night when the condom broke and we panicked?” Mark nods his head quickly, “I went on the pill the day after that. I didn’t want us to have another scare or anything.”

“You’ve been on the pill for five months?” Mark asks you and you hum, confirming its true and he gapes in shock, dropping his gaze down to your pussy in disbelief. “So we could’ve done this five months ago?”

You struggle to hold back a laugh this time, the sound stifled by your lips. “Yes.”

“So, I can just…” Mark trails off as he shuffles forward, the tip of his cock brushing over your folds and you gasp as he flicks over your clit, thighs clamping around his hips. “I can just slide right in, feel you, fill you up.” He’s mumbling now, some words incoherent while others are clear as day, his lewdness making your face hot as his cock nudges your opening, almost teasing you by not fucking you immediately and you bite back the urge to tell him to hurry it up.

back the urge to tell him to hurry it up.

You suck in a deep breath as Mark finally pushes into you and his eyes grow wide, mouth slack as he feels the warmth of your walls fit snugly around his cock. He’s frozen above you, cock pulsing as he feels you bare for the first time and his eyes flick to yours, and his gaze suddenly darkens, his fingers pressing against the meat of your waist. 

You go to call out his name, to ask him if he’s alright but a surprised yelp flees past your lips as his hips snap forwards, burying himself deep inside of your pussy and your arms fling around his shoulders, gripping him tightly as he pants above you.

“Feel so fucking good, baby,” Mark grunts under his breath, fucking himself into you deeper and you wail, thighs clamping around his waist. “Feels so tight. All for me, yeah? Just for me. So fucking good. My pretty girl and her perfect pussy.”

“Mark.” You try to speak, stuttering over your words with each thrust, the bed creaking beneath your bodies, headboard hitting against the wall but you could care less about the noise, too surprised to see the sudden change in your boyfriend. 

His tone and his words are enough to have you gaping at him, broken moans ripping through your throat at how nasty he sounds, how he uncontrollably mutters how good your cunt feels wrapped around his cock and how wet you are for him. 

You’re not used to this. You’re used to the sweet talk, the light feathery kisses he leaves on your skin, words of sweet praises and gentle whispers of ‘i love yous’. 

You’re not complaining though. Never. 

Seeing Mark switch up just from fucking you raw for the first time has your mind spinning and electricity buzzing down your spine, fingernails digging further into his shoulder blades and clamping around him tightly, cursing him to curse.

“Fuck, that’s it. That’s it, baby. Tight little cunt squeezing me in so good,” Mark whispers in your ear, almost sounding like he’s whining. “My girl. My fucking girl.”

“Please,” You beg, even though you have no idea what you’re begging for. “Please, please, please.”

“Gonna fill you up, fuck you full of my cum,” Mark slurs his words, his pace quickening as his cock drills into you, his hands gripping your waist tighter when he hears you moan prettily for him. “You want that? Hm? Want me to fill you up? Fuck this cunt full?”

“Yes,” You pant heavily, tightening your legs around his hips, desperate for him to cum, to feel him deep inside. “Please.”

“Sounds so pretty when my baby begs for me,” Mark hums as he leans in to kiss your lips but he pulls away much too quickly for your liking, not allowing you to enjoy it. But you gasp when you feel his hand slide between your bodies, thumb rubbing your clit. “Gonna cum for me like I’m gonna cum for you, yeah? Want to see my girl cum for me before I fuck her pussy full.”

You’re already letting yourself go just from his words alone, your orgasm crashing over your like an aggressive wave and you body seizes up, almost sobbing from sensitivity as he fucks you through it, thumbing at your clit without any signs of stopping.

Your pussy contracts around his cock, sucking him in deeper, hugging around him tightly which causing his hips to stutter their movements, a grunt slipping past his lips before he leans back, hands sliding down your waist to grip your thighs, keeping you locked against him as he watches you squeeze around his cock, desperate to be filled.

“Good girl. Keep doing that for me. Feels so good, baby.” Mark’s moaning under his breath, airy moans turning into whines as he feels your walls tighten around him, too overwhelmed by the feeling that he stills, a throating groan leaving his lips as he cums, filling you up just as planned.

Mark’s breathing heavily, mesmerised with the way he’s emptying himself inside you, watching his cock twitch with his spurt of cum that paints your walls. He doesn’t pull away until he’s certain there’s nothing left to give, wincing out of sensitivity as he slowly leans back to pull out of you, his spent cock bobbing against his thigh.

“What was that?” You breathe out, leaning up on your elbows as you look at him. “Where did that come from?”

“I don’t know,” Mark mumbles, cheeks blossoming a bright red as he refuses to meet your gaze, that shy and sweet persona falling back into place. But he can’t seem to tear his eyes away from your pussy, mouth open wide as his fingers delicately stroke over your puffy folds. “Was… was I too much?”

“No,” You quickly shake your head, reassuring him. “I liked it.”

“Yeah?” Mark hums, finally meeting your gaze and you smile at him, nodding your head this time and he sheepishly grins back, staring down at his fingers that circle around your entrance that leaks with his cum and he makes the sudden decision to push it back in, causing you to gasp and whine softly. “Sorry… I don’t want anything to go to waste.”

You laugh lightly at his words, “Go to waste?”

“Mhm,” Mark nods, retracting his fingers and staring at the cum that covers his digits, the dark expression taking over once again as he looks right at you, “I’m never wearing a condom again, you know that right, baby?”

©𝗠𝗥𝗞𝗜𝗦

[hysteria-things]

reader making nate jealous and him putting her in her place😵‍💫

"YOU JEALOUS?"

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: dom!nate x reader

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: your boyfriend nate isn’t fond of the gesture you’re doing for your work friend.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: SMUTTY SMUT, swearing, slight arguing, possessiveness, jealousy, spanking if you squint, p in v, unprotected sex (don’t be stupid!), marking, choking, stomach bulge, overstimulation, hair pulling, edging, dacryphilia, a little degradation, cream pie, ROUGHHH

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1,171

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: ALL THAT NATE TALK LAST NIGHT >>>>

so, ask for a nate fic… get a nate fic!

the aroma of chocolate chip cookies makes the kitchen smell delicious.

smiling widely, you watch through the window of the oven at the dessert, the ticking of the timer getting you even more excited.

after five or six more ticks later, the timer goes off. you clap, grabbing an oven mit and opening the oven. you carefully grab onto the pan and place it on the stove to cool.

you wipe your hands on the pink fabric of your apron. moments later, the front door clicks open.

nate’s been out with the triplets all day, but he always finds time to see you as much as he can. “smells good.” he exclaims, taking his jacket off and putting it on the hook.

“i made cookies,” you say as he walks into the kitchen and kisses you on the cheek. he rubs his hands together, going to grab one before you swat his hand away. “they aren’t for you.”

he blinks, standing there for a beat before speaking. “then who are they for?”

“you know that guy i work with?”

he snarls. you tell nate everything about work and one of your coworkers is always brought up in the conversation. “yes.” he says coldly.

“well, it’s his birthday tomorrow and the team is throwing a party for him. i thought i’d contribute and make some cookies as a gift.” your boyfriend stands there with his arms crossed, not looking very happy. “what?”

“is this the same dude that eye-fucks and flirts with you every chance he gets?”

rolling your eyes, you place a hand on your hip. then, you smirk. “you jealous?”

“no.” he lies, but you can see right through him. he’s not fond of your idea of a gift.

sighing sympathetically, you untie your apron slowly to take it off. “okay. then i’ll just pack these up and give them to—”

in the blink of an eye, you are now dangling over his shoulder. despite him being shorter than the average male, he’s still strong. a hand makes contact with your ass a few times while he goes up the stairs to where your bedroom is.

he throws you on the bed, wasting no time to unbuckle his pants and remove his shirt. “you think you’re so damn funny.”

a hiss comes from your lips when he rips off your panties and throws them on the floor. he licks his lips when he realizes how wet this is making you. “does my girl like to be thrown around?” he asks, pulling down his boxers.

you pout, moving your head to the side before you gasp when a hand wraps around your neck. “did you hear that? my girl. not his.”

you pout again, moving your hands down to his dick, desperately wanting him inside you. before you can reach it, he takes the hand that’s not on your neck and pins yours above your head.

he chuckles. “i’m not even fucking you yet and you’re already speechless.”

your breath hitches once you feel his tip move up and down on your slit, but he keeps it that way. you start to squirm beneath him, his grip tightening on both your throat and hands which causes you to stop.

humming, he leans to suck marks onto the top of your breasts, before moving down and sucking at the spot you’re most sensitive. on top of that, he’s still teasing your entrance, and this alone can make you cum.

god, you feel useless.

“i think… i’m—”

“no,” he says harshly, leaving one final hickey on your tit. he hovers his face over yours, noses touching and lips only centimeters apart.

his hips start to thrust into you, your face contorting into different looks of pleasure, and he makes sure to watch it all happen.

the way he snaps harshly into your pelvis has you moan loudly. thank goodness your parents aren’t home.

“faster,” you whisper, nate listening and going quicker, causing him to hit deeper than before. your legs spread wider, whimpers and squeals exiting your mouth with each thrust.

that’s when your eyes start to roll back, but he doesn’t like that. “look at me.” he demands, releasing pressure on your throat when you listen.

finally, he releases his hand and moves it to your stomach, pressing down on the bulge that’s protruding.

the sudden pressure makes you twitch and moan. “feel how deep i am in this sweet cunt? might have to fill it.”

you nod pathetically, making sure to not look away from his eyes, the blue in them darkening the more he ruts into you.

the way both of your bodies rock have the headboard banging loudly on the wall. your eyes start to water, and that makes him even more turned on.

you clench repeatedly around him, silently saying that you’re close. instead, he lets go of your hands and pulls out, flipping you over on your stomach.

pulling your hips toward him, he rails into you like before. if not faster. “nathan! o-oh, nate. ho-holy shit!” you yelp out, grasping for dear life onto the comforter.

he forms a makeshift ponytail with your hair, pulling your head up. “sorry, who? i couldn’t hear you.”

a sob of pleasure loud and clear rolls past your lips, the air in your lungs getting knocked out of you. “n-nate.” you whimper embarrassingly.

“that’s right.” he says, letting your head plop back onto the mattress. “i’m the only one who can fuck you this good. do you understand?”

you sob once more, the pleasure hurting but feeling amazing at the same time. your poor clit is puffy and red, so badly wanting a release. “yes, fuck.” you drag out both words, eyes crossing and mouth hanging open with no sounds coming out. drool drips down from your chin to your neck.

your brain is turned off, specks of white flooding your vision. tears stream down your cheeks. trying to get out of his grip, he notices instantly and holds your hips down to arch further.

and he found a new spot.

you bite down on a pillow, muffling your screams of pleasure. “too late to run from it now, baby. you’re going to keep taking my cock like the pretty slut i know.”

the way you squeeze around him tight has his dick twitching, the thought of filling you with his cum making him closer to his high.

you’re so brain-dead. you can’t think about what’s happening anymore, but it has your toes curling.

“going to stuff this perfect pussy with my cum. how does that sound?”

you moan incoherently, feeling nate stop behind you and pump ropes of cum into your tight hole. “see? look at that.”

he watches as you swallow his release, before pulling out causing some of it to spurt out and onto the sheets.

it takes you a bit to come back to your senses, but you realize something; although you could see the punishment coming from a mile away.

nate never let you finish.

𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭!

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[pinknightsinmymind]

CANON and the morning sex part? maybe some slow messy ✂️ ? nah i'm on my knees throbbing shaking and all

【 mornings - abby anderson | NSFW 】

abby anderson x fem!reader

MDNI NSFW CONTENT BELOW THE CUT

wc: 2.8k

content: established relationship, top!abby, bottom!reader, some soft dom!abby, morning sex, you and abby are very much in love, fingering(r!receiving), scissoring, lots of praise, slight body worship, use of pet names(princess, baby, love, etc.), kinda possessive abs, abby teases you a lot, slight exhibitionism (can you call it that? she wants you to be loud enough for other ppl to hear), nipple play for like one second, not choking per say but abby just has her hand on your neck at one point, cuddling/spooning, i think that's about it? this is pretty tame and kinda cute despite being smut lol

a/n: now wait a minute bc..... you got me thinking.... i got so carried away with this😭😭😭 enjoy!!! also for this fic let's all collecitvely imagine abby's morning voice bc i bet it's so sexy😵‍💫

Abby has always been a morning person by nature. Maybe it’s because of all the times she’d get up early with her father, or because of her training as a soldier for the WLF—either ways, she’s an early riser through and through. That’s why it’s no surprise when she wakes up before you, both for convenience and for her own selfish reasons. Those reasons being, namely, that she loves having the extra time to admire you before you wake up. To Abby, there’s nothing like the beauty and the sanctity of waking up next to you every morning. There’s something sacred about it, a preciousness that belongs only to you and her. You’re here in her arms, safe, loved and cared for by her, and she’d have it no other way.

Your head is resting comfortably on your pillow, having rolled over onto your back at some point in the night. The sheets crinkle underneath Abby’s body as she turns to lay on her side because she’s set on taking in the sight of you. She can’t help it; her mornings don’t feel complete until she has. She pushed your shared blanket off her body, but she accidentally uncovered your torso in the process. She adjusted it a little for you, knowing just how much you like to stay under the covers while you sleep. As you continue to snooze, she takes this time to memorize your face, to see the moles decorating your body, the way your eyebrows are so relaxed while you sleep. You look so at peace, and it reminds her why she works so hard in the first place: to keep you safe. You mean everything to her, the whole world, even, and she’d do anything to protect you. That’s why she takes her job so seriously, why she does all the tasks Isaac assigns her, why she clears so many Infected out on patrol, why she keeps an eye out for Scars like she does. It’s all so you can live in a somewhat safer world.

After admiring you for what feels like forever—because she wishes this could last forever, just you and her safe in bed, your own little world—her hand starts to rub your stomach, caressing your sides, her hand coming up to graze your cheek. Right now she can’t help but remember you’re not wearing anything underneath her t-shirt, and the thought excites her. She remembered watching you slip it on over your naked body after making love last night, and how a part of her was sad she could no longer see every curve, every mark, every inch of your skin. Just thinking about how pretty every portion of your body looks underneath that shirt has her head spinning already. She grabbed onto your waist, pulling you into her, but you ended up rolling over onto your side. Abby doesn’t mind, though, and assumes her role of big spoon so she can rub your sides and your stomach even more.

You may be laying on her left arm, but that doesn’t stop Abby’s ability to caress your body. Her free hand roams over your body gently, so contrary to the scary image many people have of her in their heads. So much destruction has been done by her hands, but when she touches you, it’s like she’s never torn anything apart in her life. It’s like for once she has the capacity to care for something, like she’s not who she used to be, like that version of herself never existed. She’s never cared for anyone as much as she has for you, maybe the last person being her father. When she holds you, when her hands touch your body, she feels like she has the hands of a farmer or a painter, because those are people who know how to nurture, how to grow, how to care. That’s something she’s always desperately wanted to do, but she didn’t know how, not until she met you. All it took was one look into your eyes for her to learn, because suddenly she knew just what it meant to want to protect someone and look after them.

It’s after the caresses that she starts kissing your neck and your face, peppering them all over your skin. This is when you start to wake up, familiar with the routine Abby has set after many mornings together, one you never dislike fulfilling. When you start to stir, that’s when Abby finally speaks.

“Morning, princess,” she whispers. You hum in response, still half-asleep and barely batting away your grogginess. “Missed you.”

“Missed you, too, Abs.” Your voice is still rough with sleep like Abby’s, and you find yourself rubbing the hand she has nestled over your stomach. So touchy, you think.

“Look so pretty this morning,” she whispers into your neck. You feel her breath fanning against your skin, and you shiver a little.

“And I didn’t look pretty yesterday morning?” you tease her.

“No, you definitely did,” she says. “You just get prettier each morning.” Her hand moved from your stomach to your sides, rubbing them before sliding down to your hips. She rubs lazy circles there with her thumb as her lips resume kissing your neck. Her kisses are so soft and gentle, and you sigh a little bit as you melt into her touch. Her kisses continue until you feel her move her arm underneath you to slide her hand underneath your t-shirt, skirting over the warmth of your skin until they meet your breasts. Your body feels like it’s on fire with her hands on your skin, and that heat goes straight to your center. A small whine leaves your lips when you feel her start to play with one of your nipples.

“Abs,” you whisper.

“What’s the matter?” she asks, delivering a particularly harsh pinch to your nipple. You let out a loud whimper at the feeling. “Do you need me like I need you?” she asks. Her voice is lower and more gravelly than usual after waking up, and the sound of it has you feeling weak. You nod your head quickly as her hand comes down to grope your ass. “Words, princess.”

“Yes,” you hiss. “Need you bad.” Abby lifts up your leg and places her hand over your cunt. Her fingers just move through your folds, not really touching you how you need, but moving them gingerly to tease you and feel how wet you are. It’s like she’s just trying to feel that you’re there.

“All this for me?” she asks. You say nothing, caught up in how desperate you feel for her touch. You feel hot and bothered and you just hurt. You want her to touch you more and end the anticipation already, but Abby has other ideas. She stops moving her hands through your wetness and instead lets it rest there, cupping you. She removes her other hand from your breasts and rests it on the base of your neck. She doesn’t squeeze, and instead just holds it there firmly. “I thought we went over this, love. Answer me when I talk to you.”

“It’s all for you, Abs,” you whimper. She moves again, satisfied with your answer. “Want you inside.”

“Really, baby? So early in the morning?”

“I just need you,” you answer.

“So desperate for me,” she mutters. You were going to respond, to tell her how mean she was, but you found your words being swallowed when you finally felt one of her fingers insert themselves. You moaned as you felt her fill you up, moving slowly and languidly. She knew how to make the moment last forever, how to make you beg for more. You moaned again as you felt her finger curl inside you, hitting the spot just where you needed her. She chuckled lowly in your ear after hearing your sounds. She loved making you feel good, knowing you were hers to pleasure like this.

“You’re all mine,” she said assertively. “All mine to touch like this. You understand?” She knew you did. You were as devoted to her as she was with you, but she loved to hear it from your lips.

“Yes,” you answer. “I’m all yours. Feels so good.”

“I know it does,” she replied, inserting another finger. A small yelp left your lips at the sudden intrusion, your brain immediately going hazy and filled with pleasure. You found yourself shamelessly moaning with each move of her fingers, one of your hands reaching up to hold onto the one she had on your neck. She moved it from its spot on your skin and laced her fingers through yours as she continued hammering into you with her fingers.

“Keep making those pretty sounds, princess,” she commanded. “I want everyone in the base to hear you. I want them to know it’s me making you feel this good.”

“Oh, fuck, Abs,” you groaned. You wanted to tell her how good she was making you feel, but all that was coming out of your lips were incoherent mumbles. Abby couldn’t help the smirk that grew on her face hearing you fail to speak.

“Yeah? Making you feel that good?” she teased. You poor thing. Just fucked so dumb you can’t even speak, and done all by her. It was an ego boost, but it also made her feel good. Hearing your moans and being able to tell you were feeling good made her wetter by the second. Her own cunt was aching, and it was all for you.

“Abby,” you whined. You could feel your stomach tightening as she continued to hit that spot deep within you that made you go crazy. She knew what she was doing—she always did. She knew your body so well, knew just what it took to make you come apart when she was fucking you. “I’m close.”

“Look at you. Cumming on my fingers already?” You only whimpered in response. “Yeah, keep going, love. Cum all over my fucking fingers.” She quickened her pace, the sound of her fingers pumping into your wetness echoing through the room. You couldn’t help as the loud moan left your lips once you climaxed, the feeling overtaking you and every single one of your senses. It was like disappearing for a moment, swallowed by the white hot pleasure all over your body. Abby removed her fingers from you, grabbing onto your body and turning you to face her. Her lips were on yours faster than you expected, but you gladly returned her kiss. Her hands grabbed onto your shirt and pulled you even closer into her body. She was so desperate and hungry for you, and you were just what she needed to cure the ache between her legs.

“Need to feel you,” she whimpered against your lips. “Want to feel you against me.”

“Fuck,” you whined. “I want to make you feel good, Abs.”

Abby removed her lips from yours and sat up in bed, and you followed her actions. She pulled her boxers and her tank top off, then leaned over and pulled your shirt over your head. That only ignited the aching she felt further as she leaned in close to your body and began kissing you, her hands roaming over your skin, touching you anywhere she could. She loved to admire your naked body like the work of art it was, and she could never get enough of it. As she scooted closer to you, she spread your legs apart as she settled her own between them. When she was finally close enough, she could feel your warm skin on hers, your wetness coating her own. She let out a small groan at the contact as she grabbed onto your leg to her right and started grinding against you.

“Oh, fuck,” she moaned. She could feel your clit rubbing against hers, and it was driving her crazy. You were still sensitive after your previous orgasm, and it just made your pleasure intensify. She was grinding against you slowly, taking her time with you, staring so deep into your eyes as she did so. The intensity of her gaze turned you on even more, which you didn’t even think was possible.

“Abs,” you whimpered. Her eyes didn’t leave your face as she watched your expressions twist with every emotion you felt. Lust, love, pleasure—she loved to see it all on your face.

“Love having you like this, baby,” she grunted. “All desperate for me. You like it when I make love to you like this, huh?” Her hips kept that same slow, steady rhythm against yours, and you could feel yourself getting lost in the feeling of her against you, the sounds of your wetness echoing in the room.

“Yeah,” you answered her. You knew she’d punish you if you didn’t, and you couldn’t stand to be punished at a time like this. Not when you were feeling so good. You made eye contact with her again, her gaze boring into you and every part of you as she continued her movements. Her eyes were half-lidded as she stared at you, something wild and full of lust taking over her gaze. Feeling her watch you made it all feel even better. You felt like your body was overwhelmed with pleasure, the only thought in your head being Abby. Her name kept being repeated in your head, just Abby, Abby, Abby, and you found yourself muttering it outloud, too. Abby kept grinding her cunt against yours, and with each movement of her hips you were both losing yourselves deeper into one another. You met every thrust of her hips with your own, and it caused moans to slip out of each of your lips. The feeling was just so heavenly in a way you couldn’t put into words.

“Feel so good against me, baby, fuck,” she moaned. She was always the dominant one, always the one in charge, but whenever she got overstimulated like this, she started to lose her cool. Abby was doing her best to maintain the image she usually did, to stay in control, but she was faltering. You could both tell from the whimpers uncontrollably leaving her lips. “So–so good,” she groaned. “I–fuck,” she cursed. If there was a higher power, you had to have been sent to her by it. There was no worldly explanation for why she was blessed with someone as good as you, how she came to love and be loved by a real life angel.

“I want you to cum on me, Abs,” you whimpered. “Use me to cum. Just fuck me,” you begged. Abby let out a grunt at your words and immediately picked up the pace of her hips against yours. That sent you both over the edge as you both got much louder from the sudden sensations. You did your best to reach her pace, but Abby’s hips were moving much faster than yours, so much so she was starting to get messy. She was doing exactly as you asked, not sparing a moment to pause as she chased her orgasm. She was so close, and she knew that she would unravel soon as she was already coming undone. The whimpers leaving her lips were so pathetic, but she just felt so good she couldn’t help it.

“You’re so good to me,” she moaned. “Letting me fuck you like this. Shit.” She could feel her climax approaching, the heat in her stomach overtaking both her mind and body. “You’re—Fuck. Gonna cum.” She grinded her hips against yours a few more times and that’s when she felt her orgasm overtake her. She let out a choked moan at the sudden pleasure, but she kept grinding against you regardless. She wanted you to cum again, to cum with you. You found your eyes filling up with tears at the pleasure you felt, still so sensitive from earlier. The sensitivity made it hurt a little, but it just felt so good.

“Fuck, fuck, Abby,” you moaned, feeling it all finally wash over you. Abby kept grinding against you until your orgasm finally ran its course, then stopped. Both of you were catching your breath with heaving chests, staring at each other in post-orgasm awe. You could feel your body was sticky with sweat—and probably other fluids—but you wouldn’t have it any other way. You collapsed onto the pillows behind you, Abby following suit as she pulled your bare body close to hers. Abby felt so tired and like she could pass out within seconds, but her tendencies as a clean freak were stronger than her sleepiness.

“You wanna take a shower?” she asked. You shook your head, snuggling further into Abby’s chest.

“No. Just wanna lay here with you for a while.”

“But you will shower with me later, right?” she asked again.

You hummed in response. “Yeah. But right now I just wanna cuddle with you.”

“Fair enough, love,” she said. She wrapped her arms around you tightly, the one place she liked to keep you the best.

[gilmore-angel]

Aemond Targaryen NSFW alphabet

summary ♱ what aemond likes in bed.

warnings/contains ♱ fem!reader, smut, mentions of kinks, mentions of his first time.

note ♱ okay I realize I imagine aemond a lot more soft and a lot less kinky than most people lol. I hope you like this regardless!!

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A - Alone time (how do they get off when they’re all by themselves? do they watch porn, is it all in their imagination, do they jerk off, do they use toys?) 

before he became betrothed to you, he rarely ever even thought of touching himself. he viewed sex as a duty, and didn't understand why anyone would want to do it besides having heirs.

once he met you tho???? baby boy definitely had some thoughts👀. he still rarely did it, but he would be lying if he said his mind and hands didn't wonder once or twice or like ten times

once he's married however he goes back to barely doing it cause he has you♡

B - Bondage (do they like it? do they not? do they prefer to be the one being tied or the one doing the tying?) 

at first I think sex with aemond would be very vanilla, good, but vanilla.

as time goes on however aemonds kinky side definitely comes through. I think he would prefer to tie you up. it would take a long long time until he felt comfortable enough to give up the control to be tied up.

C - Crying (is it a turn on? a turn off? do they cry during sex? have they cried during sex? what was the reason?) 

crying out of pain? absolutely not. crying out of so much pleasure? absolutely yes.

just the idea of you crying out because he's making you feel that good is enough to make him cum in his trousers.

D - Dominance (do they prefer to dominate, or be dominated? do they have experience as a Dom? Do they have a Dom that they trust already? What kind of things do they enjoy as/with their Dominant partner?) 

okay so I'm very conflicted about this. on one hand dom aemond makes me so 😵‍💫 but sub aemond makes me 😵‍💫

I think though he's a switch with a heavy dom lean. I think he's most comfortable with being a dom due to his past, the idea of not being in control is really intimidating.

I think he's a soft!strict!dom and a shy!obedient!sub 🤭

E - Extra info (any other fetishes? feet? leather? role playing? blood? fantasies that they might want to experience not on this list?)

okay DEFINITELY overstimulation r u kidding me!!! man loves to have you shaking and crying out of pleasure. also thigh riding!!!!!!!

F - Food play (do they like using food in the bedroom? are there any foods they prefer to use during sex or foreplay? any they’d like to try?)

I honestly can't imagine him wanting food to be in the bedroom, but I think seeing you eat certain things would turn him on.

like if you're eating a strawberry and the juice runs down your chin???? oh he is blushing and making excuses for you two to go somewhere private....

G - Group sex (would they have a threeway? four? an orgy? do they put on a show for spectators? or do they like to keep it just between them and their partner?) 

absolutely not my baby is possessive!!

he likes to be the only one to ever see his wife in such a way.

H - Humiliation (does degradation and insults get them hot? do they get off on humiliating someone else? what kind of humiliation is good for them?) 

I don't think he likes it at all :(

due to his first time being not good, he's very nervous about feeling or making you feel how he did. he's still healing and needs sex to be more loving than humiliating.

I - Impact play (here’s where talking about things like spanking, paddles, canes, floggers and the like.) 

would be VERY hesitant to do anything close to spanking. he hates hurting you and is terrified of scaring you. the best you'll get is a few light spanks when he's hitting it from the back

J - Jelly (what kind of lube are they using? is it flavored? have they tasted it? do they prefer to use something other than real lube during sex?) 

all natural baby!

K - Kissing (what parts of their body do they like having kissed? what parts of their partner do they enjoy kissing? do they like leaving marks / having marks left on them?) 

lips obvi. on him I think his neck, hands, scar, and thighs!

on you literally everything. legs, belly, tits, neck, hands, face!!! he wants to kiss and touch and feel all of you

L - Lighting (are the lights on? off? do they have some kind of mood lighting set up?) 

prefers dim lighting but not completely dark bc baby boy wants to see you!!

either a few candles or moonlight<3

M - Masochism (do they like pain? scratching? biting? being bossed around? spoken down to? choked?) 

the only kind of pain he's into is having you scratch his back and biting. other than that no

N - Not yet (orgasm delay? orgasm denial? do they tell their partner not to touch themselves for a certain amount of time or under certain circumstances? do they delay or deny other things like bathroom usage or food? do they need to beg first? do they like being denied / delayed?)

doesn't like not letting you cum but (secretly) loves being edged!

he will whine and pout and moan when you deny him but can't help but love the feeling

O - Outdoor sex (have they ever done it in public? would they? where?)

the closest thing you'll get to public is having sex in a random closet or something like that. again he likes his privacy so full on public is a no

P - Photography (are cameras allowed in the bedroom? do they send nudes? do they ask for nudes? would they ever record themselves having sex / being caught up in a sexual act?) 

.... they don't have cameras so no...

Q - Quiet please (what’s the volume like in the bedroom? are they quiet? do they scream? do they like a loud partner? do they prefer if their partner is more soft spoken?)

at first he was extremely quiet. like only makes soft grunts.

once you've been having sex for a while he gets more vocal. he moans softly, groans, whimpers, all that jazz.

he LOVES having a vocal partner. he's so unsure of himself sexually and likes knowing he's making you feel good

R - Routine (do they have a routine when it comes to picking up one night stands? do they have scheduled sex with their partner? are things spontaneous or planned ahead of time?) 

spontaneous for sure! this man is unpredictable to others and himself. he randomly gets horny and need you :(

plus with the pressure of having heirs, sex would probably be a every day thing

S - Sleepy sex (do they give oral to wake their partner up? do they like receiving oral to wake up? do they like fucking their partner awake? being fucked awake? how about being fucked to sleep at night? do they have lazy morning sex?)

oh em gee does this man love cozy, sleepy, soft sex!!!!!!!!

he loves to wake his partner up by being between their thighs. he loves lazy kisses and sloppy sex<3

it would take a long time before he would be okay with being fucked in his sleep, but he would try it out for sure!!

T - Top or bottom (self explanatory…) 

top most of the time, only when he's truly fully comfortable will he be on the bottom

U - Underwear (what kind of underwear do they put on in the morning, if any at all… do they own any sexy underwear or lingerie?) 

just normal boxers for this boy!! but he loves seeing his wife in pretty and revealing nightgowns and small clothes.

V - Voyeurism (do they like to watch, or are they more hands on? are they more of an exhibitionist?) 

hands on kind of man. you're his and he wants to be the one making you feel good >:(

W - Water (pool sex? bath / shower sex? are they into watersports at all?)

bath sex would be a regular thing me thinks. he loves after a long stressful day to relax in the warm water with his wife! only after his long haircare tho...

X - X-dressing (do they crossdress as a part of teasing / foreplay? does crossdressing turn them on? turn their partner on? do they prefer to do it or watch their partner crossdress instead? do they use other costumes? cat ears, tails, etc?) 

again given the hotd universe crossdressing wouldn't be a normal thing so no

but he would look very pretty in a skirt<3

Y - Yes, Master (what kinds of names are used during sex? do they like being called master / mistress, daddy, etc…? what names do they call their partner?) 

being called: aemond, husband, my dragon, king.

calling: (your name), wife, grevie, my ember, good girl, sweet girl.

Z - Zones (what are their erogenous zones? what spots on their body should be touched, bitten, kissed, when someone wants to get them in the mood?) 

his neck, hands, and thighs being touched turn this boy into a slut!!!!

sucking slowly on his fingers, kissing and biting his neck, drawing patterns with your fingers on his thighs, all make him loose his mind!!

[kittyhui]

ur sk drabble wow 😵‍💫😵‍💫 if it’s okay could i please req a hard dom!kwan drabble or fic where ur at a restaurant with him and get needy when he innocently puts his hand on ur thigh under the table?

when he realises ur wet and needy from being teased in public he takes u home and fills u up in front of a big open window. making sure everyone can see and hear u moaning and being stuffed with his cum. he’s so possessive he loves keeping u stuffed with his cum and watching it leak out slowly, pushing it back in when it does….

god 😵‍💫😵‍💫 just thinking about that makes me dizzy. seungkwan would be such a mean dom idc what people say.

meandom!seungkwan x fem!reader

(a/n seungkwan has an big ass oppa kink LOL)

“as i was saying before Kwon Soonyoung rudely interrupted, he just didnt have the……..” you couldn’t even hear the rest what your boyfriend had to say; you were too distracted. his big hand had found his way onto your thigh as he got wrapped up in the conversation he was currently having with his members. the touch was 100% innocent on his side: just supposed to be a confirmation that he remembered you were there, but it wasn’t to you.

you’d been needing him since you saw him getting ready for the dinner. seungkwan in a suit was definitely a sight that made you hot and bothered, you just couldn’t look away. you wanted to ask him to just stay home and fuck you but you knew its been a while since his members hung out and you didnt want to ruin that. but his hand on you right now… it was making this hard. it was moving up and down your thigh, not even getting close to your clothed heat but you felt yourself getting wetter by the minute. you rest your head on his shoulder trying to get a hold of your emotions. he looks down at you with a look asking ‘are you okay?’, patting your thigh again causing you to press them together.

“can we go home?” you whisper into his ear with desperation. he raises an eyebrow at you.

“just one more hour. okay, baby?” he rubs your thigh in comfort, a whine bubbling in your throat. “rest on my shoulder if you’re tired.”

you can’t hold it in anymore, letting out a quiet whine that only the two of you could hear, “oppa, please. wanna go home.” you can feel his hand tightening around your thigh and his eyes darkening at the name you had called him. months into your relationship you found out about seungkwan’s not so subtle oppa kink and of course, you used that against him at any chance. but tonight, it was unintentional; you just needed him so badly….

you gasp at his sudden action, standing up abruptly announcing that the two of you had to go home, putting cash on the table for your part of the bill and dragging you out of the restaurant and into his car.

it’s quiet the rest of the way back to your shared apartment; your lover’s jaw clenched and his knuckles turning white from gripping the steering wheel too hard. the moment you close the door to your apartment, he’s on you.

“can’t even last a three hour dinner? you’re that much of needy baby?” you moan at his words, wrapping a leg around his hip and letting him bring you to the bedroom.

“do you even deserve to be fucked like a good girl? you haven’t been very good today?” he scoffs as you whine for him, bringing you over to the huge window at the edge of your bedroom, “gonna fuck you right here” he mutter into your ear, “gonna let everyone know how fucking slutty you are, baby.” he kisses you hard, making you back up into the glass, his hand stabilizing you movements.

“oppa, please.. need you- need your cock.” you moan into his mouth, his hand digging into your hip. not wanting to waste anymore time, he flips the skirt you’re wearing up and practically tears your panties off, inducing a choked moan from you. his own pants and boxers are soon off aswell as he slowly plays with your sopping cunt, cries coming from your whiny mouth.

“wan’ you to turn around for me, baby. want you to see the people walk by and see you. see your slutty body. that’s what you need right? need a audience? i bet you do.” he groans into your neck, turning you to face the window. you can see the street and sidewalk underneath you; wondering if anyone could see your tear streaked face from all the way down there. you could barely even think before your oppa’s cock was inside you.

“fuck- kwannie-“ you try to find purchase on the glass to no avail, seungkwan pushing you up harder against it as he pulls out and pushes in deeper

“not my name, baby” he groans, kissing your nape, sucking on the skin before thrusting in again. “so. fucking. good. your desperate little hole was made for me, huh?”

“fuck- yes, yes, oppa! it was made for you! only for you!” you clench around him, sobs falling from your mouth at the intensity. you thought about being seen by somebody; what they would think; what they would do. the thoughts of being watched turn you on even more, clenching around kwan even more, feeling your release coming just moments away. “gonna… cum”

“not yet baby.” he moans at your tightness, feeling himself about the burst aswell, “gonna cum in you, okay? gonna fill you up, nice and good. does that sound good, baby?” you moan incoherently at him telling him you were out of it. kwan thrust into you hard and deep with a high moan, releasing his load into you. “cum for me, baby” he sighs, feeling your on command release on his cock moments later.

“kwannie..” you mutter, legs buckling at the intensity. he pulls out of you and lifts you onto your shared bed, kissing you softly.

“so good for me, my love.” he looks at your ruined cunt again, humming in pride, before stuffing you full of him again. you whine at the overstimulation, hand pawing at his chest and shoulders. “sorry, baby. didnt want it to go to waste. wan’ you to be nice and full.” he smiles at you, and you know in that moment, that you’re his. only his.

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that was lowkey bad imo, but i hope you like it! tysm for the love hehe <3

[hotchnerobsessed]

I love this for you!!! Congrats on 1,000! ❤️

How about :

"I don’t think you should go out with him." "Why?" "You know why." "I know, but I want you to say it”.

🍎,💙(jealous Hotch 😵‍💫), 🥵, 🍾

Good lord. I can see it now. Little BAU gathering at Rossi’s, other people from the bureau there. Someone’s guy is flirting with you and BAM. There’s good ol protective Hotch with some smut to remind you, you don’t need anyone else.

😵‍💫😍🫣

Thank you so much cutie!! I appreciate all your support more than you know 🥰

This is the first smutty request for the celebration 🫣 and I might have got a little carried away with it 🥴

Warnings: Jealous & possessive Hotch, smut [Dom!Hotch, semi-public shenanigans, mirror play, choking kink, praise kink, ruined orgasm (Hotch is a little unfair in this one), unprotected sex (please be safe everyone!!)]

I changed the wording of the prompt slightly so that it flowed a bit better!

Be A Part Of The Celebration / Celebration Masterlist

**Smut immediately below the cut**

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His advances weren’t anything you couldn’t handle. In fact, you’d dealt with worse before. It was harmless, really, because you knew it wasn’t going to go anywhere. There was only one man who consumed your thoughts. Only one man who would be taking you home at the end of the night. Only one man who could make you come undone like no one else.

With every playful touch of his hand on your arm, or any time you faked a laugh at one of his jokes, Aaron's eyes burned into you from across the crowded room. It was one moment in particular, when he'd placed his hand on your hip and leaned in close to your ear and asked if he could get you another drink, that finally brought Aaron's blood to its boiling point.

All it took was one look from Aaron, his brows drawn together and the slight nod of his head, that told you you should follow him. Politely declining the man’s offer, you excused yourself and made your way through the sea of bodies, and down the quiet hallway of Rossi’s mansion.

That’s when you noticed the door to the bathroom was open just a crack, the light on inside. Knocking gently on the door, you caught a glimpse of Aaron in the mirror. Pushing the door open, you found him leaning against the counter, his arms crossed, his eyes trained on you as you shut the door behind you. “Aaron? What..”

He cut you off, “why were you flirting with him?”

You truly hadn’t been talking to him to make Aaron jealous, you had no reason to, Aaron was all you cared about and he knew that, right? You were just being friendly, until he got a little too friendly. After all, he’d been the one to start the conversation, and you were just about to decline his offer and end the interaction before you saw Aaron’s silent instruction anyway. But now, part of you wanted to tease him; see just how far you could push him. “It was innocent. He approached me. You know I would never..” You trailed off in the middle of your sentence, the darkness in his eyes making heat pool between your legs. Oh.

“I don’t care.” His voice was stern as he reiterated his statement, “I don’t think you should be flirting with him.”

It took everything in you not to cave, trying desperately to keep up the strong front you were putting on. “Why?” You feigned innocence as you made your way towards him, placing your hand against the warm skin of his forearm.

“You know why..” His words were firm, his voice unwavering, as he dropped his arms to his sides, causing your hand to drop as well. Maybe it was all innocent to you, but that guy had crossed a line. His hand had touched one of your hips. The same hips that Aaron couldn’t get enough of, as his fingers dug into them. The same hips that had, countless times before, been the cause of endless pleasure for both of you.

Blinking your eyes slowly a couple times, swallowing around the tightness that now gripped your throat at the desire burning in his eyes, you admitted timidly, “I know, but I want you to say it.”

That was all it took, as he reached over and locked the bathroom door. In an instant, he had you pinned against the counter, gazing at your reflection in the mirror. His strong hands had your dress pulled up over your hips, and your underwear pulled down to your knees in 3 seconds flat. The dryness in your mouth was a stark contrast to how wet you already were for him. And if there was any doubt that you might not be yet, the sight of him towering over you from behind as he undid the zipper on his jeans did the trick.

Dropping his pants and boxers to the floor in one swift motion, he pressed his body against yours, as he wrapped his arm around the front of your body. Reaching his hand up, he grasped your neck, his thick fingers lifting your head and encouraging you to keep your eyes on your own reflection.

“Because..” he spoke through gritted teeth as he used his other hand to grasp himself, running his tip through your waiting folds, growing harder by the second. Once he was ready, and he knew he’d teased you enough, he spoke once more, “I want everyone to know that you’re mine.” He accentuated that last syllable with one deep thrust inside you, sheathing himself fully between your walls, his grip on your throat tightening ever so slightly.

With every harsh snap of his hips, he hit all the right spots inside you. He’d dropped both of his hands to your hips, his hips, allowing himself the leverage he needed to pound into you relentlessly. You’d brought your hand up to cover your mouth in fear of someone walking past catching onto what you two were up to; although in that moment, you almost didn’t care.

You were close, nearing the edge of pure bliss, when he slowed his motions, causing a soft groan to leave your lips. His gruff voice in your ear let you know why he’d nearly stopped, “where do you want it, sweetheart?”

You let out a deep breath, thinking to yourself, “what? No.. no no this can’t be it..” but begging anyway, “in my mouth, please..”

At that, he pulled out of you and encouraged you to drop to your knees in front of him, “let me see that pretty little tongue of yours.”

Following his instructions, you opened your mouth wide and stuck your tongue out, as he placed his tip against your warm tongue. His hand moving up and down his length feverishly, it wasn’t long before he was grunting softly and spilling his release into your mouth.

With his free hand, he grasped your jaw, and you instinctively closed your mouth. “Swallow.” His eyes burned straight into your soul as you did as he asked. “Good girl.”

He smirked at the look on your face, completely drunk on the taste of him, as he lifted you to your feet with his hand still grasping your jaw. Kissing your lips passionately, he pulled back and whispered, “if you can behave for the rest of the evening, I’ll let you cum when we get home.”

You exhaled hard at his words, and you watched in disbelief as he did his pants back up, and made his way out the door, shutting it behind himself once more.

Left alone, you gently wiped the dampness off the inside of your thighs before pulling your underwear back up and smoothing out your dress. Turning to face the mirror again, you examined the red handprint on your neck, willing it to disappear before you had to make your way back out there and face everyone.

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the hard thoughts are buzzing woohoo

can we just talk for a minute abt sunric being possessive, like I'm talking all the way from casually dropping things like 'my girl' to hardcore possessiveness in the bedroom like aaaaaaa

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slr! I feel like between sunric, one is straight up possessive while the other is more subtle about it.

Sunwoo would definitely be the type to instantly shield you or grab you by the waist and put his hands on you when he sees someone staring at your curves too much. He's def a hard dom in this case. He will whisper in your ear (both in public and in the bedroom) "Mine. All mine..." and mark you up so that whoever stares knows you're his 😮‍💨

Eric however, will start getting handsy but very pouty and needy in public when he's possessive, always leaving kisses in non sexual areas at first like your shoulder, your hand, etc., but when it's in the bedroom... oh that's where his most possessive side comes out, he would be a pleasure dom, saying shit like "You think they can make you cum like this? No. Only I can..." 😵‍💫

[stranger-nightmare]

𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐇𝐢𝐦 𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐓𝐨

Pairing: Dark!Druig x (female) Reader

Summary: you actually convince Druig to go on a night out to a club, and well, shit happens in the club...👀

Warnings: guy kinda being a creep in the club, smut, possessive Dom!Druig, ever so slightly bratty Sub!Reader, fingering, penetrative sex (m+f), semi-public sex, exhibitionism, degradation / praise kink, choking, pet names (little one / sir), dacryphilia, squirting, minors DNI

A/N: the premise for this idea came into my head as I was falling asleep and I just had to write it down and um yeah somehow it turned into this😵‍💫🥴 hope you guys like it!!🥰🖤✨💫

This is for people 18+ only. Minors do not read on. If you click ‘keep reading’ you are hereby agreeing that you are 18 or older.

Tonight was an extremely rare event: you had managed to convince Druig to come out with you. The notorious recluse was actually in the club with you. Okay granted he was just stood leaning against the bar watching whilst you danced the night away in the middle of the floor, your body bumping into the hoards of other people around you.

You’d already tried numerous times to pull him onto the dance floor with you but he just wasn’t having it. You sigh to yourself as you watch your boyfriend watch you from afar. And so you just continue to dance by yourself, enjoying your own company, losing yourself to the steady beat of the music as it thrums through your body.

You close your eyes and let your hands roam your body, moving up your waist to your neck before getting lost in your hair as you continue to swing your hips. Okay so you were kinda deliberately putting on a show for Druig, tossing your hair the way you knew he liked. You feel dizzy and giddy, your closed eyes making the music feel even more intense as it pulses through your body.

It’s then that you feel a pair hands snake around your waist. You smile to yourself and lean back into the warm chest that’s pressed behind you. You feel their hips start to grind into yours and you happily grind back, matching their rhythm.

“You finally decided to join me then hmm?” You hum hazily, your head titling back on their shoulder, your mouth angling towards their ear.

“Mmm yeah” you hear an unfamiliar voice respond in your ear.

Your body freezes and you open your eyes to see Druig stood exactly where he was before, leaning against bar, watching you from the across the club. His face is the perfect picture of rage, his jaw taught, the muscle in his cheek twitching, nostrils flared.

A small panic settles in you as you realise that it indeed is not your boyfriend that is grinding into your ass.

“Sorry, I thought you were someone else” you yell over the music, attempting to step away from the stranger behind you.

“I can be anyone you want me to be babe” the deep voice chuckles darkly, their arms locking around your waist tightly, keeping you in place.

“Listen I have a boyfriend” you say pointedly.

“Really? I don’t see him” he laughs, his mouth ghosting over the shell of your ear.

It then occurs to you that even though this man had his hands all over you, even though you had just been grinding against you, Druig still hadn’t budged from his perch against the bar. If anything now you were just pissed off. What was it gonna take to really get his attention?

So you decide fuck it, might as well test the boundaries of Druig’s patience. He’d certainly tested the boundaries of yours.

“Fair enough” you shrug again the man behind you, leaning back into his chest again.

You slowly start to move your hips again, pushing back again the guy’s crotch. You let your head lull on his shoulder, your hands flying up to tangle in the guy’s hair. You giggle when you hear him groan. His hands find their way back to your hips, helping guide you against him.

Suddenly the man’s body goes slack against you, his hands falling off you and hanging limply by his side, his body completely still behind you. You open your eyes in surprise and are quickly met with Druig’s, shining brightly gold as he pushes through the crowd to get to you.

“What the fuck are you playing at?” Druig seethes as finally takes his place in front of you.

You tighten your jaw in defiance.

“I’m just having a little fun” you quip back.

“Fun, hmm?” His eyes narrow dangerously as he glares down at you.

“Yeah, fun” you emphasise.

“With this guy?” Druig cocks his head at the guy behind you, his face blank and devoid of consciousness, a faint gold glow lingering behind his eyes.

You shrug.

Druig chuckles darkly. “Oh sweetheart, I think you need reminding who you belong to."

He doesn’t give you the opportunity to argue as he grabs your arm roughly and drags you out of the crowd, heading towards the bathrooms. He roughly shoves you through the doors. You trip and almost lose your balance, catching yourself on the sink. You look at up in the mirror to see Druig standing behind you, his face a picture of evil.

You spin around to face him and that’s when something in the corner of the room catches your eye. You turn your head slightly to see the man that was grinding on you just moments ago stood slack in the corner, his eyes glassy but focused on you, that light golden glow that mimic Druig’s still lingering.

You look between him and Druig worriedly.

“Druig... what are you doing?” You squeak.

“I told you, I’m reminding you who you belong to” he hums darkly as he walks up to you, pinning your hips against the sink.

His face hovers dangerously close to yours, the hot breath filtering through his flared nostrils fanning over your face. You’re involuntarily leaning back, holding yourself steady on the countertop.

“What about him?” Your eyes dart back to the helpless man.

Druig just smirks again, his bright eyes somehow clouding with a devilish darkness.

“I’m gonna show him who you belong to as well. Show him that you’re mine.” His lips twist into a snarl on the last word.

You swallow nervously, pushing back so far onto the sink counter that you were almost sitting on it.

Without warning Druig’s hand slips under your skirt, straight between your thighs. You can’t help the moan that slips past your lips as his fingers push against your panties, shoving the fabric between your already soaked folds. He dips his head to attach his lips to your neck, biting at the skin sharply. You hiss at the pain.

“Mmm see how wet you are already? And I’ve not even touched you yet” he hums cockily into your neck.

For some reason you decide to push your luck.

“How do you know it’s not from him?” You jerk your head towards where the man stood blank-faced and wide-eyed in the corner.

Druig’s hand freezes, his entire body going rigid, a rage literally simmering off him. He slowly raises his head to meet your gaze. You stare at him defiantly but you can feel your eyes widen in fear as you take in the anger on his face.

“What was that sweetheart?” He says, his voice laced with a venomous condescension, unnervingly calm and controlled.

It was almost sinister.

You gulp, knowing you’d taken it too far now.

Druig brings his hand up from your panties, finding purchase on your jaw. His fingers dig painfully into your jaw as he tilts your head up to look at him. You avert your eyes nervously, afraid to meet his gaze. In your peripheral vision you see him cock his head to the side as he glares at you.

“Well don’t go all shy on me now” he seethes. “What did you say?” He pinches your jaw quickly.

“I- I- said... maybe...” you let out a shuddering breath. “Maybe... I’m wet b- because of h-him” you swallow dryly, your words barely more than a whisper.

Druig leans back, his hand dropping from your face. Your cheeks burn where he’d likely bruised them with his grip.

“Oh yeah? So you want him then, do you? You want him to fuck you?” Druig taunts.

You look back and forth between the man and Druig, your stomach alight with nerves, and not necessarily in the good way.

“Well? Is that what you want? You want this random stranger’s cock instead of mine?” Druig’s anger is coated by a kind of smugness, as if he already knew the answer.

“N-no” you mewl.

“No?” Druig teases. “What do you want then hmm?” He crosses his arms over his chest as his gaze rakes up and down your body lazily.

You reach your arm out forward, trying to grab him, but he dodges your fingers.

“Uh uh,” he tuts, “use your words baby."

A whine leaves your throat as you pout lightly.

“Such a little brat” Druig scoffs to himself. “Tell me what you want, or you won’t be getting anything."

You mewl again.

“Please Druig” you cry, your bottom lip quivering. “I want you, only you. Please” you bow your head and look up at him through batted lashes.

A small smirk appears on his lips, telling you you were heading in the right direction.

“What do you want from me little one?” He pushes.

Another whine passes your lips. The hunger between your thighs overrides all other senses, making you momentarily forget about the other man in the corner.

“I want you to touch me. Please, please” you whisper fervently, the pathetic pout returning to your lips.

His smirk grows into a cocky grin and he hums his satisfaction. He steps forward, his body pushing you against the sink again. He keeps you completely under his control with his gaze, even without using his powers on you. He grabs your hips and lifts you onto the counter, opening up your legs and slotting himself between them.

“You want me to touch you hmm?” His face is back only an inch away from yours. “Like this?” He taunts as one of his hands moves to wrap around your throat, his fingers squeezing lightly.

You whine again, your eyes pleading with him. He sees the silent cry in your eyes and teases you even further.

“What? You want more?” His smile is wicked sharp.

You just about manage to nod as his hand wraps even tighter around your throat. Your mouth hangs open, a choked sound escaping you. He laughs darkly before releasing the pressure, leaning his hand around your neck but letting the oxygen flow through you again.

“Hmm that’s still not quite what you want, is it, little one?” He chuckles. “Where do you want me to touch you?” He whispers.

Your eyes flick back to the other man. Druig lifts a finger off your throat to push at your jaw, forcing your head back to face him.

“Hey, don’t worry about him. You keep your attention on me” he speaks forcefully.

You nod once again.

“Where do you want me to touch you?” He repeats, his voice barely more than a whisper.

“Lower” is all you can choke out.

His lips curve in amusement as he huffs a small snort. He raises an eyebrow tauntingly as he moves his hand from your neck, his fingers ghosting over your chest. He pushes down your already low-cut shirt, exposing one of your breasts. The shirt you were wearing didn’t work with a bra so he was quick to take advantage. His hand palms your breast, his thumb brushing over your nipple causing a shiver to run through your body.

“Here?” He pinches your nipple as he teases you again.

You shake your head, that pout returning to your lips.

“Lower” you mewl again, your hips rutting forward against his, desperate for any kind of friction.

He chuckles that dark laugh of his again. He keeps his eyes on yours as he trails his hand lower down your body. His fingers brush down your side, over the curve of your hips, going over the length of your skirt before he reaches the hem. He skims up your thigh, pushing under your skirt as he goes until his fingers once again find your clothed pussy. He opens his mouth to mimic your gasp as you cry out when his finger push against your clit, the soaked fabric of your panties providing little barrier between you and his fingers.

He rubs your clit through your panties a few times, his eyes never leaving yours. He then shifts to push your panties aside, his fingers teasing your dripping entrance. You moan again, your hips bucking towards his fingers. Your mind goes blank, nothing concerning you other than getting Druig’s fingers inside you. He continues to circle your hole but makes no motion to touch you any further.

Your moans turn into pitiful whines as your eyebrows knit together in a sad, begging expression. He clocks your pathetic face and halts his circling.

“What? That not enough for you?” He mocks.

You groan, pushing your chest forward, your body colliding with his as you attach your lips to his neck, desperately hoping that by paying him some attention he might return the favour.

His other hand quickly comes up to grab you by the back of the neck, yanking you backwards, once again forcing your head up to look at him.

“Oh no that’s not gonna work right now sweetheart. I told you to use your words."

You knew what he was getting at. He wanted to hear you beg, but more specifically, more importantly, he wanted his own name to fall from your lips alongside your begging.

“Druig” you whine. “Druig. Please. Please touch me. Fuck me with your fingers. Please, Druig, please” you almost cry.

“Mmm that’s better."

Your gasp washes over Druig’s face as he pushes two finger inside you at last. Your gasp is garbled and choked though, awkward with the angle at which Druig still held you by the back of your neck. Druig shows now mercy, no slow start, no time to adjust to his fingers stretching you open. He immediately sets a hard and fast pace, his fingers fucking into you mercilessly. Your moans are strangled as Druig keeps your head in place, keeping your eyes on his as he watches you squirm with pleasure as he loses his fingers inside your dripping cunt.

But you can’t help it. Your eyes slip back to the man in the corner. The man that was watching silently as you sat spread eagled on the sink, Druig’s hand lost between your thighs.

Bad move.

Druig’s yanks your hair harshly, your eyes snapping back to his where they’re alight with anger.

“I said, keep your eyes on me” he snarls.

You whimper, blinking away the tears that had sprung to your eyes.

“Yeah that’s it little one, you keep looking at me as I make you cum on my fingers. Make you cum like no one else can” he all but growls.

Something akin to a sob leaves your throat as you start to feel the burn settle in the pit of your stomach. Druig’s brutal pace has pleasure coursing hotly through your body, like a wildfire spreading rapidly across your entire being.

“You think he could make you feel this good with just his hand hmm? You really think anyone can make you feel as good as I can? Or are you just a little slut who likes to tease hmm?” He breathes in your face.

You shake your head limply, tears now starting to fall from your eyes. He barks a harsh laugh.

“Look at you, crying just because of my fingers. I haven’t even got to fucking you yet. Such a pathetic little baby” his voice is sharp and deadly, his words just adding to the pleasure that was blazing through your body.

“I know you’re close” he grunts. “Go on, show this guy what you look like when you cum on my hand” he instructs.

A strangled sob erupts from you as the fire finally explodes in your core, your climax ripping through you. You fight to keep your eyes on Druig’s as you clench around his fingers, your body convulsing as he carries on pumping you through your orgasm. Your body fights to arch forwards, to curl inwards around the pleasure but he keeps you firmly in place, your neck starting to ache where he was tilting it back.

You shudder violently as you slowly come down from your high, Druig's pace declining in speed but not entirely stopping until your orgasm had been coaxed out to its fullest potential.

“There’s a good girl” he praises, but it’s laced with an edge of sarcasm, of mockery.

He pulls his fingers out of you and brings his hand up level with your face, tracing your lips with one of his drenched fingers, leaving a trail of your own slick like lipstick on your mouth. Druig then pushes both of his wet fingers into your mouth, curling over your tongue and nearly hitting the back of your throat. His non-verbal command is evident in his eyes; suck.

You obey swiftly, sucking on his fingers, pulling the taste of yourself into your mouth. His smirk reignites on his face.

“Good girl” he murmurs softly.

Then his eyes darken again as he pulls his fingers out your mouth harshly. He leans his face close to yours again, his nose just about touching yours.

“Now I’m gonna show this man what he can never have. And that’s to have that tight little pussy of yours around this cock. I’m gonna show him that I’m the only one that gets to fuck you."

Another tiny whimper lodges in your throat at the prospect.

Druig pushes your legs open wider on the counter with his knee as his hands begin undoing his belt and jeans. You take the opportunity of your head being released to let your eyes flicker momentarily to the man in the corner again. Luckily Druig was too focused on undoing his trousers to notice your small slip up. Regardless, you feel a small twang of fear spike through you. Were you really about to let yourself be fucked in a public bathroom whilst some stranger watched silently from across the room?

But when you feel the head of Druig’s cock push between your folds you knew the answer. Knew you’d already lost.

Your body reacts instinctively, your back arching, your hips pushing forwards towards his touch. That wicked chuckle of his covers the gasp that escapes you as he pushes inside you, taking no time to sink to the hilt.

One of Druig’s hands then finds its way to your face again, gripping your jaw like a vice. He forces your face back to look at him. His other hand holds your hips steady as he wastes no time in setting a brutal pace thrusting into you. He said he was going to fuck you so that’s exactly what he was doing, his hips colliding with yours with a bruising force. Your moans are again muffled and strangled where his fingers were digging into your cheeks. His grunts were loud and dominating, commanding the attention of the room, only just topping the wet sound of his cock finding home inside you with each sharp snap of his hips.

“Hmm you may act like a little slut but really I’m the only one you’ll let fuck this pretty tight pussy, isn’t that right little one?” He squeezes your cheeks, pursing your lips forcefully.

You nod your head once. “Yes” you mumble.

He leans in close to you, his lips almost brushing yours.

“Yes, what?” He whispers darkly.

“Yes, sir” you breathe through trembling lips.

“Good girl” he brings your lips roughly to his, still holding your jaw in his hand. He kisses you hungrily, his mouth dominating yours. You moan weakly into his mouth when his hand moves from your jaw to grip you neck, holding you in place and squeezing lightly.

Your mouth hangs open limply as your feel your head start to spin. Your mind going light, weightless as that fire began to burn in your stomach once again. But Druig doesn’t care. He continues to make out with your unresponsive lips, licking into your mouth without a care. All he cared about was showing that he owned you, owned every single part of your body; you were his to use as he pleased.

“Such a little whore” he mumbles into your mouth. “Flirting with other men just to get my attention. This is what you really wanted though, isn’t it? For me to fuck you stupid?”

Your answering “yes” is trapped in your throat, kept in place by his hand. He loosens his grip the slightest bit to let some oxygen flow through you again, keeping you on the precipice of a weird kind of high that came from being lightheaded whilst your core was heavy with the pleasure he was fucking into you. You feel a tear slip down your cheek absentmindedly. He barks another derogatory laugh.

“Look at you, so dumb on my cock. Just as dumb as this idiot in the corner who thought he could have you. But he can’t, no one else can. You are mine” he growls, his hips somehow snapping into you even harder.

More tears stream down your face, all the sensations beginning to overwhelm you. Your head was light and spinning, your neck sore from the way Druig was holding it. You could already feel the bruises on your cheeks. He was fucking into you so hard a slight pain settled between your legs, mixing in with the pleasure. You already knew you were gonna struggle walking out of here afterwards. And you knew Druig would love that.

“I’m not sure you even deserve to cum again after your attitude tonight” he grunts harshly.

You mewl and whine pathetically in response, your noise resembling something like a sob.

“Please” you cry.

You push against his hand, your face angling towards his neck. To your surprise he doesn’t stop you. Instead he moves his hand from your throat to settle around the back of your neck, holding you against him. You breath in deeply, letting the oxygen flow back through your body.

“Please sir, please let me cum” your voice is rough and raw from where he’d choked you.

You bury your head in his neck, kissing him desperately, tasting your own tears mixing with the sweat on his skin. You continue to beg and plead with him, murmuring into his skin in between the kisses. He’s still pounding into you harshly even as your body slumps weakly against him, your body already spent despite him not being finished. You weren’t even sure you could handle the incoming climax as it builds to a peak inside you.

“Fuck” he barks harshly as you continue to sob into his neck. “You know I can never say no to you little one."

It’s then that you feel his hand move off your hips as it finds its way between your bodies. His fingers start to circle your clit and your body practically convulses into a fit as your orgasm almost immediately breaks over you.

“That’s it baby, cum for me. Cum all over my cock little one” he grunts into your ear as his hips and fingers work furiously in unison.

You cry into his neck as your pussy clenches around him, squeezing him tightly as only you could. Tears spill from your eyes and onto his skin as you mewl pathetically, your body spasming with the pleasure as he keeps moving inside you.

“Ah fuck, yes. You always squeeze me so good” he pants as his brutal rhythm finally falters. His hips stutter and finally still as you feel the hot ropes of his release paint the insides of your walls. His fingers dig into the back of your neck roughly as he ruts himself through his own release.

HIs fingers are still working on your clit as he slowly continues to thrust inside you. Your whole body starts to shake as he pushes you beyond the point of pleasure. It’s like your core tightens even further, twisting into a sharp coil as he pushes you over the edge again, another climax searing through you. This time you feel your release leak out of you, spilling onto your thighs and the counter beneath you.

“There’s a good girl” Druig half laughs as he finally slows his pace even more, removing his fingers from your clit.

You slump against his chest, letting him take your entire weight as you both pant heavily. He wraps both his arms around you and rubs your back softly, a sudden tenderness taking over him.

“Shh you’re okay. You did so well. You’re always so good for me” he hums gently into your hair, placing a kiss to your head.

You have only a moment to enjoy this softness before he’s suddenly yanking your hair again, once more tilting your head up to look at him. He looks at you before turning his head to look pointedly at the man still stood against the wall.

“But, if you ever pull that shit again with another man you’ll really be in for punishment. You hear me?"

His face is menacing as he looks back at you.

All you can do is nod meekly.

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〚 💜 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕕𝕚𝕡 💜 〛| [CHAPTER 9]

this chapter pairing; puppy-hybrid!seokjin x puppy-hybrid!(female)reader x human!jeonghan

genre&warnings; hybrid!au, dom!seokjin, breeding!kink/impregnation!kink, usage of the term master, also usage of the term bitch, dirty talk, degradation, knotting, blowjob, heats! I’m ngl yall... I highkey wanna write a mini series about fratboy/weed dealer bts after those PTD vcrs honestly… ☠️ cuz that was 1000% the vibe those vcrs gave off and my mind was going a mile a minute with ideas the entire concert LOL 😩 BUT ANYWAY HAPPY BIRTHDAY SEOKJINNIE ✨💕 THIS ONE IS FOR U! It def is more seokjin-centric and I am not sorry 🥴😵‍💫 he deserves it for being so mf cute 😭💕 I’ll try to catch up to inbox msgs this week as well, it’s been so busy kjdfhks  I’ll stop rambling now  and let u enjoy ch 9! Have a good rest of your day! I love you! 💕 stream super tuna for clear skin and dream for good health 😈 

word count; ~2500

chapters; 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - ?

Jeonghan considers you one of his most prized possessions.

“We’re almost there, okay?”

He’d never considered getting a hybrid until he met you and you were thankful that he’d be so kind and generous - spoiling you with everything you could ever dream of.

But Jeonghan knew there was one thing that you always struggled with and that was always when you’d go through your heats; the unbearable need to mate sometimes making it hard for even Jeonghan to keep up with.

And so Jeonghan had tried to come up with alternatives. 

Completely tossing out the idea of heat suppressants but considering the idea of a heat partner - something that filled you up with nervousness and excitement.

“Are you ready to meet Seokjin, sweetheart?”

You nod shyly at first - thumbs twiddling in your lap as Jeonghan drives you and himself to the hotel where you’d be meeting the other puppy-hybrid.

All you’d known about him was that he was a husky-hybrid and extremely handsome.

“I’m shy, ‘Hannie…” Mumbling, you look at his side-profile as he grins. “Are you sure you’re okay with this? You won’t be mad?”

He shakes his head ‘no’ in return before glancing over at you, “I want this for you... I know he’s a good match and he can keep up with you better since he’s a hybrid just like you are. And I’ll be right outside the door, okay? I won’t leave you.”

Your fluffy pomeranian tail curls behind you nervously as you watch the looming hotel come closer and closer into view.

You couldn’t deny that you were excited to meet your heat partner - only ever seeing a photo of him in Jeonghan’s files as you admired his charming good looks.

Jeonghan had done extensive research and background checks on the Kim Seokjin he’d hired, and the hefty fee and multiple contracts that Seokjin had written up had Jeonghan thoroughly impressed.

As per Seokjin’s contract, he only worked with a single client at a time and never took on multiple - promising his full attention to his partner whenever and wherever he was needed.

“Okay, we’re here, sweetheart~ Don’t be nervous, okay?”

Seokjin waits alone in the hotel room, not one ounce of nervousness in his body as he peers down at his phone.

He tried to remain as professional as he could be, but admittedly, as soon as he saw your photo in the manila folder, he felt his entire body flare up - the need and desire to meet you reaching an all time high as he tried to hide his giddiness.

Something about you made him want to claim you as his own despite never having met you in his life.

There’s a knock at the door that brings him out of his thoughts and he quickly uncrosses his legs and gets up from his seat as he goes to greet you and Jeonghan at the door.

“Welcome~ I’m Seokjin, it’s nice to meet you~ Jeonghan, right?” He coos.

And all you can do in return is gulp as Jeonghan nods and shakes the hybrid’s hand - Seokjin’s dominating aura already making you hide behind Jeonghan as you whimper.

“Sweetheart? Why don’t you introduce yourself, hmm?”

Nodding, you sidestep from behind Jeonghan and make your way to stand in front of him; shyly extending a hand forward to Seokjin as you bite your bottom lip and try to muster up the courage.

But it’s Seokjin who makes the first move as he reaches for your hand and calls out your name softly - smiling as he takes your hand and kisses the back of it gently.

“It’s my pleasure to meet you. I’ve been looking forward to our meeting since I saw your picture in your file. You’re quite beautiful. And quite docile too.”

“T--thank y-you…” Your cheeks burn hot at his sultry voice and despite Jeonghan being unable to sense the aura in the room - you were already under the effects and Seokjin knew it completely.

And it was rare that your heats were ever sparked on by outside influences but you knew right away as you whimpered and squeezed Seokjin’s hand harder than you anticipated.

Please...

“Hmm, how about we get started?”

Jeonghan raises a brow at the older male, surprise on his features as he watches the two of you interact. “Already? Should we sit down and chat before we get down to it?”

Grinning, Seokjin squeezes your hand just as hard as he recognizes the tell-tale signs - your tail swishing behind you feverishly as your body starts to tremble in front of him.

“She might not be able to wait any longer if we stand here. She’s already wanting to get started and I can smell how needy she is.”

And Seokjin is right, just like he always is.

“I’ll be right outside the door, okay, sweetheart?”

“O-okay…”

You take one last glimpse of Jeonghan’s smiling face before Seokjin shuts the door behind the two of you - a smirk gracing his features as he makes his way to the bed before you.

“Y’know… It’s my birthday today, doll. How very lucky, huh? For who? I’m not too sure yet~”

Goosebumps rise on your skin at the pet name he chooses and you’re quick to shuffle closer to the bed to chase his overpowering scent that has the wetness in your panties only getting worse.

“O-oh, I--I didn’t see that p-part of your file…” Mumbling, you ease onto the bed next to him as the two of you get comfortable. “H-happy birthday…?”

Seokjin laughs boisterously before he leans in close to you; his face only centimetres from your own as you gasp.

“You play coy so well, doll… Gotta say, you almost had me fooled.”

“H--huh…?”

Seokjin pushes you down onto the bed - hovering above you as you hold your breath.

“I knew I was going to like you~” He leans down, inhaling your scent as he groans. “You wanna be fucked so bad right now, don’t you? Your ‘lil hole is probably soaked and ready for my cock already, isn’t it? You’d bend over and spread that cunt right open for me to fuck, wouldn’t you? I could see the look in your eyes as soon as you saw me… And I’ll be honest, it’s the first time I’ve been this attracted to anyone before, doll.”

You feel a rush of wetness soak into your panties as he admires your features and you feel your fingers itching to touch him back the longer he stares.

“I--” You pause, swallowing the lump in your throat before you continue, “I l-like Jeonghan a--a lot but---but when I have my h-heats… I need m-more… It f-feels good when he fucks me but--but...”

“Mm… He fucks you pretty good though, doesn’t he? But he can’t knot your pretty ‘lil cunt like how you want.”

You let out a shaky breath at Seokjin’s quick change in demeanor - undeniably wet and needy as he slowly starts to pop the buttons on your dress.

“You want him to breed your hot ‘lil pussy… Keep you filled up to the brim with his cum until you’re properly filled but you want more than that, don’t you? You want my cock to fill you up and stretch that cunt out when I knot you, huh? You think you can take it even though Jeonghan’s never given it to you?”

And when you’re only in your lacy panties and bras underneath Seokjin is when you start to sob; legs spreading on your own as the heat takes over your body with every excruciating second that passes.

“P--please… Seokjin…”

The husky-hybrid smirks, cock twitching as he watches your eyes glaze over in complete lust and need.

“Your wish is my command, doll. Let’s make sure your master knows exactly what he paid for, hm?”

Jeonghan twiddles his thumbs from the other side of the door; unsure of what to do with himself as he sits in the plush chair.

‘O-oh, S--Seokjin! R-right there, p-please…!’

Your cries of pleasure are muffled through the door but even Jeonghan can’t hold back as he palms himself through his jeans, biting his bottom lip and trying to refrain from jerking off to your voice.

‘Yeah? You like it when my cock fucks you right here? It’s reaching inside of you so deeply, doll… You’re so good at taking it too~ Your pussy was made to be bred like the good ‘lil pup you are~’

Jeonghan’s cock twitches; only getting more turned on with Seokjin’s words.

There was, after all, a reason why Seokjin’s fees were so high and now he really understood why.

‘Ngh, w-when you c-cum inside, a-ah, me, it’s g-going to--to get me p-pregnant with your p-pups…’

‘Isn’t that what you want, doll? Your master paid a pretty penny for me, y’know? Maybe he knew our pups would come out lookin’ just as good as us, hmm? D’you want me to fuck your cute ‘lil hole and fill you up all night ‘til you’re swollen with my cum? We have to make sure it sticks, right?’

‘Y-yes, fuh--fuck, please… H-harder, fuck me h-harder…!’

Your broken cries and whines are enough for Jeonghan to throw all caution into the wind as he swiftly undoes his jeans and wraps a hand around his length - jerking himself off to the sound of your moans that only get louder and more high pitched with each loud snap of Seokjin’s hips.

‘My, my, my look at you… Squeezing my cock so hard like a good ‘lil bitch in heat~ You’ve really been craving this, haven’t you?’

Jeonghan’s grip on his own cock tightens as he hears your choked sobs. 

‘Y-yes… Ah, I’ve needed a c-cock to k-knot me…’

‘Why don’t we let your master see how ruined you look while you beg for me, hmm? He must be wanting to see how you look taking my cock~’

It takes one whimper of Jeonghan’s name for him to quickly get up from his seat and come barreling through the door - hand covered in precum as his eyes dart from your body to Seokjin’s.

“Ah, so quick of you to join us~” Seokjin coos; pointed ears twitching before he directs his attention back to you, “Doesn’t she look so pretty with her legs spread just like this? I thought it’d be too obvious to fuck her from behind so I figured this would be better and more comfy~”

Jeonghan’s throat feels dry as he watches Seokjin’s thick cock stretching you open, “More c-comfy for what…?” He asks quietly.

“Oh, you know, a comfier position for you to fuck her throat with while I knot her pussy. She’s really close, y’know? Just like I can sense you are too.”

Your body rocks between the two males - both of them having adjusted your body until your head was tilted back off of the side of the bed with Jeonghan’s cock muffling all of your moans and whimpers.

“I don’t typically share when I’m with clients like this but… She seems to be enjoying both of us keeping her filled up like this~ Do you like it, doll? Your master and your heat partner both fucking you? Keeping you full on both ends? D’you want us to cum like this too? Jeonghan down your throat and me in your pussy?”

You clamp down on Seokjin’s cock harder just as you whine around Jeonghan’s length - both of them groaning in return at the way you react to the husky hybrid’s filthy words and sultry voice.

“Seems like she wants that~ Which works out because I’m ready to fuckin’ knot her pretty ‘lil cunt~ You’ll be a good ‘lil pup, won’t you?”

Letting out a muffled whine, you feel your legs start to shake as Seokjin’s cock starts to throb inside of your pussy.

It felt different from when Jeonghan fucked you and despite the difference, you could get used to both of them at the same time.

“How does she feel? Does she feel different when she’s going through her heat?” Jeonghan asks - hips thrusting forward as his cock slides down your throat. “She just feels so much wetter and hotter but it must feel different for you, right? Since you’re a hybrid too.”

Seokjin nods as his rhythm becomes erratic; the primal urge to breed you making him growl and start fucking you at a breakneck speed.

“She feels just like that for me, too. Except I can tell she wants to be knotted - she wants to feel my cock spreading her open even more while I unload all of my cum in her hot ‘lil cunt. And she wants it deep inside of her ‘cause she wants my pups… Isn’t that right, doll?”

Jeonghan licks his lips as his eyes dart down to see the way his cock bulges against your throat when he thrusts in deeper.

“Fuck, I--I want to cum so bad… I could hear her through the door and she sounded so good crying out for you…”

The husky hybrid laughs and nods; fingertips digging into the skin of your thighs as he prepares your body.

“I wanna cum too~ How about you, doll? Ready?”

“Mnngh…”

Your body jerks against the bed as the two of them alternate their thrusts and it’s not long before you feel Jeonghan’s cock throbbing down your throat - his sweet whines making you clench around Seokjin as you do your best to swallow down all the cum.

Jeonghan preemptively pulls out of your mouth after a few more seconds; the rivulets of cum painting your chin and parts of your chest as Seokjin smirks.

“My turn, doll~”

It takes a second for you to feel the way Seokjin’s cock starts to feel even bigger and it quickly throws you over the edge as you cum with him.

“I---o-oh my g-god…”

It feels like your entire body is on fire as Seokjin’s cock stretches you out to the limit and stuttered breaths are the only thing you can muster as you try to relax and take his knot in the midst of your own high.

“Fuck, you’re doing so well, doll~ Just a little more~” Seokjin groans.

He opts to grind against you instead as his fingertips massage your skin in a soothing manner and Jeonghan is quick to lean down and coo sweet praises into your hair as you whimper and whine.

“Seokjin seems to have been a good choice, huh, sweetheart? You’re taking his cock so well, I’m so proud of you~”

Your eyes roll to the back of your head as the continuous bliss pours over your body and you feel the drool start to slide down the side of your mouth once Seokjin settles in.

You feel impossibly full and sated as the three of you catch your breaths but you know it’s far from over when Seokjin starts to laugh again.

“I’ve gotta say, this is probably the best birthday gift I’ve ever received. I wouldn’t mind being your heat partner for a long while, doll~”

“S--Seokjin…” You whisper; throat hoarse as you try to peer up at him through hazy eyes.

Jeonghan joins Seokjin in admiring your cum covered body - your chest rising and falling in deep breaths.

“So what happens now?” Jeonghan massages your shoulders as his eyes quickly dart down to where Seokjin’s cock is still deep inside of you keeping his cum plugged up in your cunt.

“Mmm, well, now that she’s gotten a taste of what it’s like to be knotted… I say she still has a few more rounds to go, right, doll? We have to make sure I’ve properly bred your cunt.”

Your eyes dart from Seokjin to Jeonghan - both of their eyes filled with lust as you moan in return.

“Y-yes, S-Seokjin… M---Master… Please… I--I need m-more…”

“Anything for you, sweetheart. We have all night, don’t we?”

[nevsluvr]

Could you do your headcanons about ron?

❥ secretly a swiftie and his fave albums are RED and speak now

❥ i feel like he would rlly be into wearing crop tops, especially during the summer

❥ it’s a win win bc he feels rlly confident and you’re over here drooling over him bc he looks so hot oml

❥ thicc thighs and ass, on the topic of asses, he’s def an ass man for sure!

❥ his hair would be so soft and flowy

❥ major golden retriever boy/bf vibes

❥ cannot stand cold showers, it’s his biggest pet peeve

❥ he’s most def not a morning person

❥ a bit of a himbo and oblivious but is so caring and understanding

❥ his favorite thing about himself is his smile

❥ he’s so warm like all the time, his presence is just so welcoming and warm and comforting ? !

❥ in sex he doms like 90% of the time but sometimes he just can’t help his subby side to come out when he’s rlly needy

❥ this man has the biggest breeding kink ever and no, you won’t convince me otherwise

❥ very possessive and jealous of you but controls himself pretty well in public

❥ he’s so strong and his arms and hands are so big and veiny and gahh 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

❥ so he loves to manhandle you whenever he gets the chance