#wow another smut!?!? LMFAO

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im gonna start posting fanfic recs btw whenever i find good ones. both here and my (awfully barren) 18+ account. because there are so many good fics out there with so few hits and fewer kudos and sometimes no comments period and it SUCKS because i REALLY LIKE THEM A LOT.. and i hope that by linking them here and yelling at everyone to COMMENT DAMMIT they might actually do it

seriously though any comment means a lot. most people who read a fic don’t even give a kudos. even if the fic wasn’t top tier, if you didn’t dislike it, hand over some kudos!! and if you liked it, comment!!!! even if the comment is one singular heart emoji it will be appreciated. if the comment just says “great fic!” the author will be happy. your comment doesn’t have to be this long winded gushing or analysis.

so many authors quit writing or lose motivation because the comments are few and far in between or just sometimes nonexistent. trust me when i say authors don’t care about how long or cool or smart sounding your comment is i promise!!!

i hope that mmmaybe recommending fics and telling people to comment might help fics i really like get more support maybe. and i, points at you reading this, hope that you will listen!!!at least a little….at least sum kudos….

[bibookdemon]

Chat. Gay chicken(?) with Shang Qinghua and Shen Yuan.

Warning for some nsfw aspects further down ;3

-Started out as SQH writing LBH as bi in PIDW, he was catering to the fans so suddenly LBH discovers he's also into men lmfao, so he writes a smut scene between LBH and another man and it is so much worse than any of the other smut. Bro did not do any of his fucking research. He has no fucking clue.

-Some of the fans eat it up but SY is like NUH UH THIS IS SHIT. And of course he writes that it's shit.

-For once, SQH writes back: 'Like YOU would know, you rich fucking asshole!' (He's gathered that SY has enough money he can sit around all day and leave bad reviews on his story.)

-SY is all 'Of course I know, idiot! Literally everyone knows how to write gay smut!!'

-And SQH is too deep in his rage to think about what he's saying so: 'Prove it then.'

-SY is also too deep. 'Come to XX on XX day.'

-They meet at a bustling coffeeshop that's super cute and geared towards couples. SY's first impression of SQH is 'wow he's short' and SQH's first impression of SY is 'yeah he looks fucking gay.' And he's pretty sure he's gonna eat his words.

-They go on a fucking coffee date. SY buys him coffee, they get a cute table in a semi-private corner, they actually get to talking and everything is kinda chill.

-SQH eventually remembers that hey, this guy is the jerk who leaves shitty comments on his story. So he tells him to man tf up and prove he knows about gay smut.

-SY is now scrambling to figure it out. He does not, in fact, know how to write gay smut. He does not, in fact, know how to prove it. So, now that he's panicking, he does the unexpected to divert SQH's attention: He slides a hand over SQH's, leans it, and kisses him right on the lips. 'How's this for gay?'

-SQH is absolutely surprised and flustered and also holy fuck that was like a really good kiss and low-key he wants to be kissed like that again but- 'still doesn't prove anything - unless you're unable to prove it'

-SY is in this too deep and has too much pride to give in. So he decides to go for another shock factor. He gets out his phone and he calls his favorite hotel. And he books a room. And SQH is just thinking to himself 'what the fuck have I gotten myself into' but of course he's not gonna back out! He has too much pride as well, and hey, a hotel room is better than his dingy little place, and maybe he also wants some more of those kisses.

-They go to the hotel in SY's car (SQH took the bus to get to the coffee shop) and then they're at the hotel and then SY is initiating a quick, sloppy kiss in the parking lot and SQH is feeling a little turned on and then- they have to go inside

-He figured SY was rich, but he didn't realize just HOW rich the bastard was. Bro got a fucking suite. It's huge, the bed is nice, the moment they're inside the room, SY's tongue is down his throat.

-After that, they both sorta stumble through the steps, SQH is too busy being turned on and wanting more kissing to recognize that SY is fumbling with everything and is sweating buckets and trembling cause he's so nervous. When it was time to put the condom on SY was so worried he was gonna rip it lmfao

-And they fuck, and it's awkward but also good, and SQH afterwards is just like 'you should prove you know how to write gay smut more often. To me.'

-SY is just like 'yeah, yeah,' he's tired and he wants to sleep and he just grabs SQH and snuggles him cause it feels right.

-Morning rolls around and they both realize what they just did + what they said they'd do in the future. And they're both looking at each other wide-eyed. And finally, SQH is all, 'Look Cucumber-bro, I don't know about you, but I had a fun time, and fuck all the stupid shit about writing gay smut, I want to BE the gay smut.'

-And SY is just like 'Ok,' because he has nothing better to say but he doesn't mind SQH's reasoning and he liked the sex.

-They'd be fucking hilarious. Poor SY doesn't know what he signed up for, SQH ends up having this endless stamina + an endless torrent of new ideas for them to try. 'I have to know how it works for the story!!! The fans are eating up my writing lately!!!!' - And SY has come to find SQH absolutely adorable and he can't say no to that cute face.

-They're just fuck-buddies at first, but they eventually develop a crush on each other, have a whole dramatic situation over that, and then start dating. (SY starts showering SQH in rich gifts lmao - some of them are useful some art, SQH loves all of them cause omg his boyfriend loves him and gift-giving is part of his love language.)

[aajxs]

middle of the night , a.s

synopsis - the one where anakin got so crossfaded at a party one night that he had to text you to take him back to the apartment he shared with your older brother, but somehow ended up at yours.

pairings - anakin skywalker x fem!reader (modern au)

warnings - mentions of alcohol and weed use , anakin being a hater , protective anakin , kinda possessive anakin , mentions ani having naughty thoughts , whiny anakin , cute til it AINT , inexperienced reader , titty sucking , oral (f receiving) , praise kink and degradation kink , fingering , p in v sex , kinda clothed sex?? (anakin doesn't take his pants off all the way) , poorly written smut

w/c - 5.9k (WOW.)

a/n - negl I got sloppy af at the end cuz idk how to properly write smut!!! this is an alternate ending to a prompt in my bbf!anakin post. also for my sake please ignore any spelling or punctuation errors lmfao. anyways, enjoy! <33

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You had just gotten out of the shower, still wrapped in a towel, when your phone vibrated from its spot on your bed. You didn't bother looking, assuming it was someone posting to their story or a notification from a dumb game you downloaded and haven't played before (yet still wouldn't delete it.)

You dried off then got dressed, slipping into a black tank top and a pair of shorts. Your phone vibrated a few more times, so you grabbed it as you made your way back into your bathroom to brush your teeth. All of the notifications were from Anakin, who rarely texted you. You unlocked your phone and read all of the texts, a few consisting of a bunch of gibberish and another that had an almost fully readable text.

'csn you come oick me up? ill sendn yoy my location' It read, making you let out a small laugh as you brushed your teeth. Anakin obviously wasn't sober, you could tell because on the rare occasion that he did text you, it was nowhere close to like this. You then got a notification, that being his live location. He was serious?

He was about ten minutes away, but with it being night and there being few cars on the road, you could get there in five. If you were an experienced driver, that is. Anakin knew that you weren't a very good driver, he had been in your car with you driving it enough times to know. Yet he still decided to text you instead of your brother, who's literally his roommate.

You texted him back, telling him that you'd be there in ten minutes before shoving your phone into your pocket. You quickly finished brushing your teeth then rushed around your apartment. You grabbed your keys, your wallet just in case, and bottle of water from your fridge for Anakin, then put on some slippers and exited your apartment.

Your phone vibrated in your pocket, making you grab it and read whatever Anakin had sent you this time. It read, 'pelase hurry therws a rsndom girl grindikg on me right jow'. You smiled at his bluntness before rushing down to your car, texting him a quick 'omw rn ani' as you started your car and began driving to Anakin's location.

It didn't surprise you as much as it should have that Anakin texted you, there was obviously a reason, and most were guessable. He probably knew your brother was asleep and didn't want to burden him, and as someone who has had to live with your older brother for years, you knew that he probably would have gone back to bed and forgot about Anakin.

You never expected brother's best friend would be texting you and asking you to come pick him up from a random party. Although, Anakin has contacted you on worse terms.

Anakin didn't know why he texted you of all people, but for some odd reason it felt so right. Although you're his best friends little sister, he never really thought of you as a friend or sister figure. Anakin always thought you were cute, and you were just the sibling of one of his friends. He had plenty of friends with little sisters and brothers, so why were you so different?

Maybe it was because you were the sibling of his best friend, not just one of his friends that he only talked to on campus. Maybe it was because you actually talked to him and payed attention to him, and you guys were somewhat friends (seeing as you went through middle and high school together, now college).

Anakin never really paid attention to you throughout middle school or the beginning of high school. He saw you basically every day when he would hang out with your brother, stayed the night at your house more times than he can count, and never had any weird or inappropriate thoughts about you. But when you started... developing, you were pretty hard to ignore.

To Anakin's hormonal teenage mind, developing was the only word he could use to describe you. Anakin had always seen and treated you like a child, so why was he suddenly having these filthy thoughts about you? He never acted on them, he would have been too guilty to ever face you again if he did. The biggest problem Anakin had with his thoughts was knowing that he wasn't the only one thinking of you that way.

Anakin had the privilege of being your older brothers closest, most trustworthy friend. Anytime you wanted to introduce a new boyfriend to your brother, he brought along Anakin. "Me and Anakin were hanging out already so I decided to bring him with me, hope that's alright." Most of the time that actually was the case, but Anakin soon found out that your brother just needed a secondhand opinion.

Anakin didn't think the way the guy looked at you was appropriate? Your brother took it into consideration. Anakin thought he was sketchy? Your brother would hear all about it. Anakin thought he was a bad influence? Your brother was convincing you to break up with the guy. Sometimes Anakin said nice things, then proceeded to spread a fake rumor about the guy just so it would get to you and your brother.

On top of that, Anakin started getting more protective over you. For example; Anakin stayed the night one weekend and him and your brother decided to drive up to the store and buy some snacks because there were none for them to eat. Your brother knew you were staying up late to study for an upcoming test, and asked Anakin if it was alright if you go too, assuming you needed a break. Anakin shrugged and your brother knocked before he opened your door.

You were wearing headphones so you hadn't heard him say your name the first time, so your brother walked up behind you and tapped your shoulder, making you take them off and turn to look at you. "N/N, me and Anakin are gonna go get some snacks. You need a break, so you're gonna go with us." You gave him a nod before locking eyes with Anakin, who was leaning against your doorframe. You looked away as you got out of the office chair that you were sitting in to grab your slippers and phone.

When you were at the store, your brother had wandered off to find a certain snack, leaving you and Anakin alone. You were trying to figure out which Doritos flavor you wanted, and Anakin was observing you as you contemplated. It felt like he blinked and suddenly you were getting talked to by a random guy. You looked uncomfortable, looking around for a moment until your eyes landed on Anakin, who was glaring at the guy.

"Excuse me, I think my boyfriend just said my name." You awkwardly said as you stepped towards Anakin. His eyes practically lit up at the word boyfriend, but decided to brush it off and play the part for your sake. Anakin gave him a small smile before placing his hand on the small of your back, slightly worried that if he put his hand anywhere else he would go crazy. When you both turned around, your brother turned the corner with a couple snacks and three drinks, and Anakin gave him a look before glancing at the guy who was about two meters away.

Your brother was trying to figure out why Anakin was touching you, but before he could say something he put two and two together and brushed it off. He walked towards you both and handed you your drinks before gripping your shoulder, walking on the other side of you. When the three of you walked past the man, he muttered something under his breath that you couldn't hear.

Obviously Anakin and your brother heard what he said, or else they wouldn't have turned their heads in sync. "What the fuck did you just say?" Your brother said, the hand on your shoulder tightening just slightly. "I called her a slut." The guy said louder. Needless to say, you all got kicked out because Anakin decided to punch the guy. You guys ended up getting take-out.

To put it plainly, Anakin didn't exactly like seeing you with other guys, and hated it when he heard anybody call you anything less than perfect. Another problem, was that Anakin knew exactly why.

The reason you were so different, the reason he defended you so often, and the reason he texted you, was because Anakin Skywalker was in love with you.

You had been waiting outside for a good five minutes before there was a knock on the window of your car. You let out a breath and unlocked the door. When you assumed Anakin wasn't sober, you didn't think it would be this bad. As soon as he opened the door to your car and sat down, you could smell the alcohol and weed on him.

"Anakin you actually stink—" You said, resisting the urge to cover your nose at the smell. "I'll take off my shirt?" He offered before beginning to take off the black t-shirt he was wearing. Even under the influence he was still a sweetheart to you. "No- No, Ani it's fine, I'll just roll down the windows." You said, placing your hand on Anakin's chest to halt his movements as you started driving. You rolled down both of your windows slightly.

There was music quietly playing, and as Anakin reached to turn it up, you swatted his hand. "Rude.." He mumbled before folding his arms across his chest. "Why did you text me, Ani?" You asked, not taking your eyes off the road, "Because I knew you would be a good girl and not say a thing about this." He slightly slurred. You felt yourself shudder at Anakin calling you a 'good girl'.

You felt his burning gaze, and you so badly wanted to look back at him just to see the look in his bloodshot eyes, but you decided against it. "You don't know that." You said with a curt laugh. "I don't? Really? Because I vividly remember that one time you came to me and-" Anakin started, "What a coincidence! I need gas!" You said, cutting off Anakin and pulling into a gas station.

Anakin let out a huff, "Can I trust you to pump my gas while I go in and pay?" You questioned as you parked the car, glancing at Anakin. "Yes ma'am." He said in a serious manner, making you let out a small laugh. "Half a tank is fine." You said as you both got out the car. Anakin went to grab the gas pump whilst you walked into the sketchy gas station and paid for your gas.

"Thanks!" You smiled as you walked out of the building. Almost as soon as you stepped out of the gas station, you ran into someone. "Oh- I'm sorry," You said, backing up a little and glancing at the person in front of you. "No worries, it's my bad. Sorry if this sounds weird, but you're really pretty." He said, looking you up and down, his eyes lingering on your cleavage for a second too long.

You glanced over at your car to see Anakin leaning against it with crossed arms, staring right back at you. "Thank you so much, I appreciate it!" You grinned, "Can I have your number?" He asked bluntly, "Oh, I don't think.." You started, but you were cut off at the shout of your name. You looked over and Anakin was now glaring daggers at the guy in front of you. "I don't think that'll be necessary, thank you though!" You said with a soft smile as you made your way back to your car.

"Under better circumstances I would have thanked you for that, Ani." You said with a sarcastic smile as you both got back into the car. "Oh! I almost forgot that I brought you a water." You said as you grabbed the slightly cold water from the cupholder and handed it to him. "Thanks, you're an angel." Anakin said as he placed a hand on your thigh and gave it a light squeeze as he grabbed the water and chugged at least half of it.

You wanted to give him a reaction, but decided to keep driving and ignore it. He wasn't sober, so he most definitely wasn't thinking straight. "Can we go to your place instead? Its closer." Anakin said almost out of nowhere. "Why would you want to go to my place? You don't live with me?" You asked, glancing at him to see him already looking at you. "Because yours is closer." He said with a tinge of playfulness in his voice.

"But-" You began, "Please?" Anakin said with the smallest whine. Curse him and his dumb pretty voice. "I-" You hesitated, and the look in Anakin's eyes wasn't making this any easier for you. "Okay." You sighed, as you turned the car to the street your apartment complex was on. "But ill have you know that you are not staying the night, just until you're sober enough." You said as you parked your car in your usual parking spot. Anakin let out a breath, content with your answer.

You lived on the fifth floor of the complex, and the elevator just so happened to be out of order, so it was a hassle getting an unbalanced Anakin up the stairs to your apartment. From an outside point of view, it probably looked like both of you were high. Anakin kept cracking jokes, and every time you laughed he added onto it to make you laugh even harder. So by the time you were at the top of the stairwell, you were out of breath from both the laughing and the walking.

"Anakin that's the wrong way," You laughed as Anakin walked towards the wrong door. You heard him mumble a few curse words before turning around and making his way back towards you. You unlocked the door to your apartment and walked inside, allowing Anakin to shut and lock the door behind him. "Cozy." Anakin said as he walked into your room and plopped down onto your bed. "Excuse you-"

"Y/N," Anakin cut you off as he kicked off his shoes, you hummed in response. "Do you remember last summer?" He asked, watching intently as you make your way throughout your room. "What about it?" You said, your voice turning a bit soft at the thought. You sat on your bed, leaning against the headboard with your legs crossed. "You remember how I went on vacation with your family?" Anakin said, rolling over to lay on his stomach to look at you.

"Yes.. where are you going with this Ani?" You said, tilting your head at the man in front of you. "Just- listen. You remember that guy you met at the beach, right? And you remember why I ended up beating the shit out of him the day before we left?" Anakin said as his blue eyes bored into your E/C ones. "No, nobody ever ended up telling me why." You said with a laugh as you gazed back at Anakin. "Do you want to know why?" He asked with a small smile, "Quit teasing, I wouldn't have said anything if I didn't want to know!" You said, extending your leg to kick his shoulder. "Full story, or just a quick summary?" Anakin joked. He knew you, he knew that you wanted the full story. You scoffed at his words and looked at him expectantly.

"I don't remember why, but we ended up walking with each other along the beach while you and your brother were playing around in the water not too far away. We had been talking about.. you, and then he brought me up. He asked what I was to you," Anakin explained, his brows scrunching every few words. "I told him, 'I'm just her older brothers best friend. Sometimes she likes me, sometimes she doesn't'." He said as he ran his hand along your bare calf. You scoffed, "That is such a lie! At first I didn't like you that much, but I always thought of you as a friend!" You said, Anakin frowned slightly at your words.

"Anyways- He said, 'Then you wouldn't mind if I bent her over in that pretty little two piece and fucked her?'. I stopped walking and looked at him. He didn't even notice I paused until I turned him around and punched him in the face," Anakin said with a small, prideful smile. "You wanna know what he said after I hit him a few times? He said, 'I guess you would mind, wouldn't you?'." Anakin said with a curt laugh. "Would you have minded?" You asked sincerely, making Anakin look at you from his spot on the bed. "Do you want the truth?" Anakin asked, tilting his head a bit. You bit your lip and nodded at him, signaling for him to keep talking.

"Yes, I would have." Anakin said as he sat up. "I never told your brother that story, you know? The only person who knows why is the guy." You laughed at his words. "I'm gonna go get a bottle of water, do you want one?" You said, as you got up from your bed, he nodded as you ruffled his hair and walked out of your room. When you left, Anakin was finally able to let out the breath he'd been unconsciously holding in. Your home smelled so much like you, and that scent made Anakin want to go absolutely feral.

Anakin adjusted his position on your bed, now laying down on his side whilst facing the door. "You made yourself comfy." You grinned as you walked back into the room, handing Anakin his water as you took a couple drinks of yours. "Thanks." He muttered as he took a drink of the water. You sat down, your back now against the backboard of your bed. "You still smell like weed." You mumbled as you gave Anakin a soft smile. Anakin didn't smile back, he just looked at you. His once bloodshot eyes were now their usual blue.

One thing you had always noticed about Anakin, was how intense his gaze was. He held eye contact like it would be his last time ever making it, and it made him all the more attractive. Not only was Anakin's stare intense, he was too. If he wasn't a long time friend of yours, you probably would've been scared of him. You had always had a subtle crush on Anakin, but him being your brothers friend always made it rather hard to show your attraction. Anakin was making you nervous with only his eyes.

You cleared your throat, "Why would you have cared?" You asked as you played with the drawstrings on your shorts. "You are so... Is it not obvious by now?" Anakin said as he grabbed your wrist, then sitting up and copying your position. You let out a small gasp, your mouth parting slightly. Anakin saw a chance, and he took it. He leaned in and your lips connected, catching you by surprise. You kissed him back for a moment before realizing that Anakin might've not been sober.

Almost out of instinct, you pulled away. Anakin leaned towards you more, seemingly chasing your lips. You placed a hand on his rock hard chest and softly pushed him away. "Ani.." You muttered, giving him a nervous smile. "Anakin you're not-" You began, but he quickly cut you off. "Y/N, I've been sober for the past twenty minutes. Please just let me taste you." He pleaded lightly, making you curse under your breath before smashing your lips back against his, careful not to hit his teeth with yours.

Anakin put his hands on your hips and moved you on top of him so that you were straddling him, catching you by surprise. Your lips parted and Anakin took this as an invitation, shoving his tongue into your mouth.

One part of you wanted to pull away and tell him how wrong this was, tell him that this was a bad decision and that he needs to go home. The other part of you knows how good this is making you feel, and you can't seem to stop.

Anakin cupped your face with one hand and tugged at your top with the other. He pulled away slightly, a thin string of saliva going with him. "Can I touch you?" Anakin asked, the hand that was once tugging at your shirt now resting on your waist. "Please," You pleaded as you went to kiss him again. He let out a breathy chuckle and sloppily attached his wet lips to yours.

Anakin's hot tongue in your mouth and his wandering hands were getting you all different kinds of worked up. His rough hand made its way up your shirt. You squirmed at both the foreign feeling and how cold his hands were. His hand reached your left breast, and he gave it a light squeeze. "Take your shirt off." Anakin breathily demanded as he pulled away from the kiss. You stared at him for a moment, obviously hesitant to show yourself to him. "You don't have to-" He started before you abruptly stopped him. You took his free hand and covered his eyes with it, "Don't look." You muttered as you took your hand away from his.

You took your tank top off before self-consciously attempting to cover yourself with your arms. Anakin has seen your body multiple times, just in a less.. inappropriate manner. You didn't know if you really wanted him to see you uncovered fully. You gave him a look when he peeked slightly. He saw that you noticed, and decided to take his hand away from his face and reach towards you.

"Ani.." You muttered, your face heating up as Anakin rubbed your arm. He opened his mouth to speak, but right before any words could come out you adjusted your position on his lap, making him let out a moan instead. That has to be the sexiest thing you've heard in your entire life. "Don't use that nickname on me while we're like this." He mumbled, slightly embarrassed at the noise he just let slip. You could feel his hard straining against his sweatpants, poking right at your clothed, throbbing core.

"I took off my shirt, that means you have to take off yours." You hummed, though your voice came out more demanding than expected. Anakin stopped rubbing your arm and took off his shirt in one swift motion before tossing it to the side. Anakin was fit, he always had been. This just made him all the more attractive to you. You wanted to touch him, too, but you were self conscious and didn't want to uncover yourself.

Your thoughts were interrupted by Anakin touching your arm, "Can i?" He asked, referring to the arms you had tightly wrapped around yourself. You looked at him for a few moments before nodding slowly. You loosened your hold around yourself, as if that would've stopped him anyway. Anakin took your hands and moved them down to his toned chest, being sure to run them across his toned abs and v-line.

You could feel yourself heating up at the action, seeing as you had never touched anybody in such a way before. You completely ignored the fact that Anakin was definitely staring at your tits right now, but you couldn't find it in you to care. All you could focus on was what was gonna happen in a few moments, and how you were gonna keep this from your older brother.

Anakin leaned forward and attached his lips to your neck, sucking and licking at random spots. "Don't worry about your brother, if he finds out I'll take care of it." Anakin muttered into your neck. "Okay," You gasped as Anakin softly bit down on your shoulder.

You were even more surprised when Anakin decided to trail down to your breasts and take one into his mouth. He wrapped an arm tightly around your waist and secured you in place, then used his free hand to fondle your other boob.

The small moans you let out were like music to Anakin's ears, and if it were up to him he would bust then and there at the sound of you. He took your breast out of his mouth and planted a kiss on your nipple, then did the same to your other. "Such pretty tits.." He mumbled into the skin between your breasts. "All mine, y' hear me? All mine." Anakin said as he flipped you over and pinned you to the mattress, making you let out a yelp.

Anakin kissed and licked at your torso, sucking on the skin as he worked his way down. He inched closer to the waistband of your shorts at an excruciatingly slow pace, making the knot in your tighten more and more. "Ani, please just touch me already!" You pleaded, making him look up at you through his lashes. "Touch you where, sweet girl?" He teased as he tugged at your waistband, making you rub your legs together. "You know where," You whined as you ran your hands through Anakin's already tangled hair.

He cursed under his breath before pulling down your shorts. Saying you were wet would be an understatement. "You always get this wet when a man touches you, or am I special?" Anakin said as he ran two fingers down the cloth, making you let out a loud moan at the contact. "I-I've never had.." You trailed off, closing your legs and covering your body out of embarrassment. Anakin let out a hum, "I guess I'm special, then." He grinned as he placed his hands on your thighs and parted them for himself once again.

"Can practically smell you baby," He groaned as he literally ripped the panties from your body. "Those were expensive!" You whined as he tossed them to the side. "Such a pretty pussy, all wet jus' for me.." Anakin muttered as he ran a few fingers along your sopping cunt. "Anakin!" You moaned in an irritated voice, still upset that he ripped one of your favorite pairs of underwear. "Fuck- I'll buy you a new pair, whatever you want." He said whilst grabbing your legs and throwing them over his shoulders, giving him perfect access.

Anakin placed a soft kiss on your pussy before licking up from your throbbing hole to your sensitive bud. You let out a whimper at his actions, "Taste so sweet," He mumbled before he practically attacked your cunt, licking and slurping up all your juices like a man starved.

That unfamiliar knot in your stomach grew tighter and tighter with every moan you let out. "An– Anakin!" You loudly moaned without a care in the world. He hummed into your pussy, knowing you had to be getting close. You started babbling nonsense as you roughly grabbed Anakin's long hair and shoved his face further in between your legs.

"Think 'm gonna—" You started before cutting yourself off with the most beautiful moan Anakin's ever heard. Although you were twitching and jolting against him, Anakin didn't stop his advances and even shoved two fingers inside you. Your back was arched off of your bed, Anakin's face and fingers were buried deep in your cunt, and your sheets were most definitely not coming back from this.

Your hips jolted and grinded against his face in a useless attempt to get him further into you, not caring at all if he was suffocating between your legs. Your moans slowly got more drawn out and louder, signalling that you were about to cum again.

Anakin knew you were probably overstimulated but all he could think about was how good you taste on his tongue and how much he wants to stuff you full of his cum. After wetting Anakin's face even more for the second time, he stopped eating you out for your own good. He could probably go all day if you wanted him to.

He wiped his face off with his hand, being sure to lick anything excess off of his skin before wrapping your legs around his waist and giving you a sloppy kiss. "You taste so good." Anakin quietly said into your mouth. You couldn't tell if he was talking about your mouth or your pussy.

"Wan' you inside me, Ani." You whimpered as Anakin placed more kisses along your jawline, "Might be too big for you baby, not sure if you could take me." He muttered into your neck, a cocky smile on his face. "I can take you. Promise I can— Jus' want you in me.." You said, as you brought your hand to his crotch. Though before you could touch the tent on his sweatpants, he grabbed your wrist and pinned both your hands behind your head.

Anakin gave you a boyish grin, making you pout slightly. "Gonna have to warm you up first." He said as he let go of your wrists and brought a hand to your hip, seemingly holding you in place. He brought his other hand back down to your throbbing pussy, and inserted two fingers.

You moaned at this action, surprised that he didn't even try to see how you reacted to one. You're a virgin, that much is obvious. You've probably never been touched in such a way by another person, and even if you have you probably declined any advances because you were scared of losing your dignity. From the way you react to his fingers, you've probably touched yourself a few times before, you just weren't used to hands his size. Needless to say, you were everything Anakin assumed you would be. Your innocence is turning him on a bit too much.

Anakin started off slowly, he'd already made you cum twice, and he didn't want to overwork you. "A-Ani, faster—" You moaned out as his two fingers popped in and out of you. He gave you a cocky smirk before increasing his pace and harshness. He would come out softly then shove his fingers back into you just to hear the pretty noises you let out when he did. "Anakin, 'm gonna cum!" You moaned, as you bucked your hips into his fingers.

You let out a moan as he put another finger inside you, somehow fitting three of his long fingers inside your tight hole. "C'mon baby, y'know I won't hold you back." Anakin said as he leaned over, whispering his words into your ear. Your eyes slightly rolled back into your head as you came all over his long fingers. "What a slut, all that just over my fingers?" Anakin said as he licked his hands clean of your juices. "You taste so good though." He said as he kissed your cheek.

You whimpered as you rubbed your legs together, giving him a look. "Use your words." He teased, that cocky smile on his face once again. You let out an annoyed hum, "You know what I want!" You were starting to get impatient. "What's the magic word, pretty girl?" He asked, giving you another one of his boyish grins. "Please, Ani." You pleaded, making Anakin smile at you.

He pulled his sweatpants and boxers down to his knees, not caring enough to take them all the way off. His cock practically leaped out of his pants, and the first thought that popped inside your head was 'What the fuck have you gotten yourself into.'

That actually looks heavy. You thought to yourself as you actually got a good look at his dick. Anakin wasted no time grabbing his cock and spreading the precum that was leaking from the tip all over his base as some sort of lubrication. He let out a curse or two as he dragged the tip from your sensitive clit to your dripping hole.

Anakin was definitely not thinking about all the ways he could get you pregnant right now. Definitely not. "Stop teasing and fuck me already, Anakin." You moaned out as you stared at his length. He let out a chuckle, making you look at his face. The moan you let out when he shoved the whole thing inside you was probably the most beautiful thing he's ever heard. Your neighbors are gonna be so mad.

"Can I move?" He asked gently, placing both of his hands on your hips. "Fuck— Y-Yes, please, yes-" You let out as your back arched off the bed. Anakin let out a satisfied hum before slowly moving. He'd pull out, making you feel empty for a few moments and then slowly insert his length back into you, filling you up again.

"Faster, Ani-" You moaned, making him fasten his pace. Your toes were curled and your back was arched and your fingers were harshly digging into your mattress and sheets. He slowly but surely started ramming into you, and after just a few thrusts he had your g-spot memorized.

"Fuck, Ani-" You whined as he paused for a moment to wrap your legs around his waist again. With no words, he immediately began ramming into you again. His thrusts were making your entire room shake and the way your bedframe and backboard hit the wall, you almost felt like it would break any second.

There were tears in your eyes and they were wetting your pillow. For a moment Anakin couldn't tell if you were hurting or if it was pleasure. "'m sorry baby, am I hurtin' you?" He asked as he slowed down his thrusts. "Mmh- no! Keep goin' Ani 'm so close—" You whined out as you gripped his shoulders.

The knot in your stomach was slowly getting tighter and tighter and you knew that any second you could come all over his cock. "Harder, Ani!" You moaned out, making Anakin grin for the hundredth time tonight.

His thrusts started getting sloppier, "Wanna cum inside you, fill you with my babies." Anakin said as he pulled your body down onto him. "Wan' you to fill me up Ani, please!" You whined, the both of you knew that you would probably just buy birth control the next morning.

Before the two of you knew it you were both cumming in sync. Anakin filled you up, and when he pulled out he could see the mix of your juices and his leaking into the sheets. He gently dropped your legs onto the mattress before shuffling back to pull his boxers and sweatpants back up.

You were incredibly tired and your throat hurt from all the moaning and screaming. You looked so pretty like this. Anakin thought as he grabbed his discarded shirt from the floor. You quietly said something about your sheets and Anakin dismissed you. "We can take care of your sheets in the morning baby, but right now I need to clean you up." Anakin muttered as he took his shirt and wiped your wet tears from your face before wiping up the mess you two had made between your legs. He gently wiped you down with his shirt, not caring that it was probably ruined.

"I have towels, Ani." You tiredly said before you muttered an apology for not telling him to grab one instead of his shirt. "It's okay, I don't care if it's you." He said under his breath, assuming his words were a bit too intimate to say loud enough for you to hear. "Y'know, I love you." You muttered before drifting asleep.

"I love you too."

© AAJXS

[amhrosina]

Frank With An Inexperienced Reader

a/n: the request was for frank AND matt, but i haven't written matt's headcanons yet, so here's frankie-poo's for now

warnings: virgin!reader becoming notvirgin!reader lmfao, age gap, smut obviously, frank talks you through it, oral (fem receiving), fingering, the usual smut stuff, etc.

Frank would be hesitant at first when you ask him to take your virginity. You’ve done other stuff with him, but you’ve never gone all the way, and he’s nervous about taking that away from you.

Like you’re so much younger than him, and he doesn’t want to take advantage of you, but holy shit you’re so pretty and he can’t deny you anything so he just takes it really slow instead and gives you the power to choose when/where it happens.

You’re just as nervous as he is about it but for different reasons obviously. He’s so experienced and you’re the exact opposite and you spend at least a week freaking out about it before finally giving in and showing up at his apartment to be properly fucked.

When I say he takes it slow, I mean he takes it S L O W.

You’re trying to unbuckle his belt but you’re so nervous that you’re visibly shaking, so he gently takes your hands in his and kisses your fingertips and tells you to slow down for a second.

“Let me do this for you, okay? I’ll take good care of you.”

You tell him that you’re nervous because you want it to be good for him but you don’t know how to make it good for him.

He smirks and shakes his head. “You don’t gotta worry about me, sweets. I’ve been waiting a long time for this. You’ll be perfect.”

He begins pressing unhurried kisses to your lips and jaw, gingerly making his way to your neck. You’re already so turned on that you can feel the slickness of your arousal between your legs. 

He moves at an achingly slow pace, pulling your clothing off piece by piece, leaving kisses in the wake of his removal, until you’re standing in front of him in your underwear. 

He presses sultry kisses to your nipples, softly flicking the nubs with his tongue because he knows you love it when he does that.

“Can I pull these off?” His fingers are resting on your hip bones underneath the fabric of your underwear. You nod your head eagerly because it’s Frank and you couldn’t imagine anyone else being this gentle with you.

When he lays you on the bed, spread bare for him, you’re still a little nervous. (He’s so big and you can see why people are afraid of him when he’s in Punisher mode but also like, he’s so dreamy).

Also if we’re basing Frank’s length off of the rumors about Bernthal’s, ummmm let’s just say the man’s very well endowed. This makes you even more nervous because WOW.

“We can stop at any time, okay? Just say the word and I’ll stop. I won’t get mad. I promise.”

You try not to groan at how incredibly sexy he looks reassuring you.

Frank knows it’s going to hurt, but he still wants to make the experience as pleasurable as possible for you, so he does everything in his power to make sure you’re nice and ready for him.

“Can I taste you, baby?”

When he buries his tongue in your folds, you quite literally can’t hold yourself together. You fall apart on his tongue not once, but twice before he finally relents and begins pumping a finger in and out of you.

You’re so wet that it easily slides in and out, and when he adds another digit, and another, you’re coming apart around him again. 

When it’s finally time for him to push into you, you’re so blissed out in pleasure that your nervousness has subsided, but he’s still gentle and cautious.

You tense up almost immediately because it hurts, and he almost pulls out because he never wants to see that look on your face again (especially not because of him!)

“I know, baby. I’m sorry. Just breathe, okay? It’ll feel good soon.”

Frank refuses to move until you give him a slight nod, hovering over you and kissing the tension out of your clenched features. 

When the pain finally subsides and you ask him to move, he’s really really gentle with his thrusts even though he’s dying to pound into you.

He praises you the entire time.

“You’re so wet, baby.” “You look so good like this.” “You’re taking me so well, sweetheart.” “Fuck, baby, you’re perfect.”

He’s always been an observant man, but watching you moan, writh, and arch into him is something he’d like to observe for the rest of his life (if you’ll let him)

When you come apart around him, you unintentionally clench around him and it takes everything in him to hold himself together.

When you ask him to fill you up, his thrusts stutter out of pure shock. 

“Naughty girl. Who taught you that?”

You’re grinning up at him, blinking your perfect doe eyes, and he can’t tell if it's the hormones or the fact that he’s buried deep inside you, but he thinks he might have just fallen deeper in love with you.

You hold him close to you as he fills you up, and when he collapses next to you, you’re both blissed out and sweaty and in love and you feel warm and fuzzy about it all.

“Are you okay?” He’s concerned that he may have hurt you.

“Let’s do that again!” You’re not hurt in the slightest (lol).

Cue both of you giggling like teenagers.

Obviously Frank is an aftercare king so after he cleans you up, he runs his fingers over your skin in a soothing pattern.

When you ask if it was good for him, he’s quick to reassure you.

“It was perfect, baby. You’re perfect.”

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[thatpunkmaximoff]

Story: 5 out of 5 Smut: 5 out of 5

This is my first Harley Laroux book… and I LOVED it! It was interesting to see how the dynamic between Manson, Lucas, Vincent, and Jason worked, and I kind of regret not reading “The Dare” beforehand, but I think this book answers any questions you might have about that night.

I liked that these young men have had a crush on Jessica all these years, and vice versa, and that Jessica is finally letting her guard down and doing what she wants. Because seriously, that revenge scene against Alex, Danielle, Nate and all those other backstabbing jerks… perfection!

The cliffhanger wasn’t too bad, but I’m anxious to know how they’re going to deal with Manson’s violent father being back, and what exactly is going to go down when Jessica doesn’t owe them a debt anymore.

I need to crack open book two asap.

Now enjoy my thoughts throughout the book...

* So the cheerleader made out with the freak. I’m getting Eddie/Chrissy vibes lol

* Kyle is also giving Jason vibes. Fuck this dude already. I don’t like that he’s setting up Manson to be jumped.

* Oh so we started in high school for the first chapter and then jumped to after high school in chapter two..? Okay then.

* Another two year time jump for chapter three.. I like that the characters are being aged up haha.

* Lmao. Jessica would run into two of the boys while washing cars for a church. Oh god, yes! At least they know she’s back in town now.

* Lmao. They got the best car wash they ever could have hoped for 😂

* Goddamn. Vincent and Jason… okayyyy, I see you 😏

* Ugh. Seriously? Kyle’s buddies still act like they’re in high school? Gross.

* The tension between Jessica, Manson, Vincent, Jason, and Lucas. Holy hell.

* So the girl Jessica’s ex cheated on her with is now into bad boys and interested in Lucas? Let the girl drama begin.

* Oh I’m so glad Lucas won that race.

* Alex is a little bitch boy. They should have shot him. And Jessica!! You’re a goddamn fool.

* Wow. Fuck Jessica for going along with those “friends” of hers. I hope the boys make her grovel for what they did to the cars.

* Dammnnnnn. These boys are the “fuck around and find out” type 😏

* Uh oh. Using her body to pay off the debt she owes them for fixing her car… this isn’t going to end well.

* Jesus… Lucas making her give him a show with her vibrator.. 🥵

* Omg. Lucas and Manson were fucking around when they “broke into” Jessica’s place. Holy shit.. that entire scene..

* lmao. Lucas is not an aftercare dude. He was so awkward before settling in.

* So Manson’s dad is back in town? This isn’t going to go well, is it?

* Jesus Christ, Vincent! I’m with Jessica. I thought you were the sweet one 😂 You little fucking sadist.

* Cat girls lmfao. I can’t with Jason right now.

* They got her cum-drunk. Holy shit. What even is this book?! And now Jason and Manson are totally fucked. They’re in deep.

* Damn. Manson found out his dad was back in town on his own. He’s really spooked by that asshole, huh?

* Road head 😏

* Jesus… this book is pure filth. I love it.

* Manson’s dad is freaking me out- the way he grabbed Jessica? Oh hell no.

* Lmfaoooo. Yessss! Jason fucking Jessica while Alex could hear..? That’s my new favorite scene 😂

* Damn, Manson. You really cut your name into her ass cheek, huh? 😏

* Oh I’m so glad she finally stood up to Danielle! Fuck that backstabbing bitch. And the boys got their revenge!!!

* Lmfao. She took out Lucas first in paintball and now he’s pissed. He’s definitely gonna fuck her, I just hope he pulls in his temper.

* Bent over the school desk. I’m here for it lol.

* God. Manson’s dad is a dick. Can he just die if alcohol poisoning or something?

* Goddamn. I’m not normally a fan of MM scenes, but there’s just something about Manson and Lucas getting it on that is.. 🥵

* Oohhhhh. They plan to kidnap Jess and bring her fantasy to life..? WHERE’S BOOK 2?!

[corvidcrybaby]

6, 11 and 16 for the WIP ask?

6. Describe a trope present in your WIP?

Brat taming. Zemira's entire story is essentially a long, drawn-out form of brat taming. This goes for the more traditional sense of the word, where in the hot and heavy scenes Zemira is often spitting up a defiant storm with her respective doms (Alucard and Integra), until eventually they inevitably get her to crack and lapse into submission. But this also applies in how they approach their relationship with her - meeting her aggression and mistrustful behavior with harshness and anger is what she wants. That's her comfort zone, unhealthy as it is - but the real way to forge a meaningful relationship with her is to understand why she is the way she is, and give that wounded inner child of hers space to heal and grow. It's the same sort of dilemma that brats tend to elicit in IRL discussions of kink and BDSM - bratting is just another language of submission, and it often comes from a person who struggles to open up, to trust others, to voice their needs and their desires, et cetera. Zemira is an ode to the traumatized brats of the world, because we deserve representation too, dammit.

11. Write a 5-star review for your WIP.

Oh, boy. This was tough.

"Every word is so polished and meticulously thought-out, you can really tell how much thought went into every line of this thing - down to the little extreme metal references woven into the prose and the painstaking detail of the characters' body language. Trans women don't often get this kind of rep even in fanfic and it's wonderful to see. The plot was kinda clunky but the ideas were so novel I didn't even care. Also, the smut was really fucking hot. 5/5."

Why did that feel like breaking the rules to write. LOL.

16. Make a meme for your WIP.

WOW it's fortunate I had one sitting in my head waiting for a chance to be made so here ya go LMFAO

Old fella just trying to help 😭

Thanks for the ask!!!

[umber-cinders]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

I was tagged by @pilesofpillows 😙

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

Four works so far but hoping to add more since I have a lot more fics written I've never published.

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

Wow I didn't even know this was a thing! Had to look up how to find it. My total Ao3 word count is 182,483 words.

3. What fandoms do you write for?

My current works are for Black Panther but I plan to write a oneshot for MCU's Secret Invasion show because I liked Gravik and thought he was hot (I like the skrull in general lol). But I also have pretty long and large fics for Netflix's 2017 movie "Bright" that I want to upload as well. There are other fandoms too but they escape me atm.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

I only have four fics up and one of them is brand new so 😅

Winter Moon

Mount Jabari

If The Shoe Fits

Incubus

In that order. You can find a link to my fics for both tumblr and Ao3 here

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Absolutely! I love talking to the people reading my stuff and want them to know that their comments are appreciated and often keep me motivated to write more 😁Love you guys! 💕

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Hmmm, I guess that would be If The Shoe Fits. There's a planned part two that might negate this answer though.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Mount Jabari 🤣Reader was very happy at the end of that fic.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I did on Winter Moon but I don't particularly care about the opinions of someone whose intentions are to be intentionally dismissive and negative so the comments the person received in return were likely not what they had wanted 💀

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Absolutely yes. Bring me the SMUT! Right now! I will write it for you if you don't.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

Nah, never did a crossover and not really a fan of them. However when I was still really young there was a gigantic, kind of OOC crossover fic with a bunch of popular anime from the 90s/2000s called Otherworld and I used to read that like it was the bible. It inspired me to do my own first fanfics. There were like 9 books to that story and multiple oneshots and short stories that tied the characters together and everything.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I am aware... and anyone who tries it....

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Not publicly, but I have gotten a comment that someone loves my story so much that they translate every chapter so that they could read it properly and it made me so happy 😭❤💕

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Nope! But I do love giving other authors ideas and vice versa. I think it helps people think outside the box when they brainstorm with friends.

14. What’s your all-time favorite ship?

I'm going to say Attoye from Black Panther for now? I was never that big of a "shipping" person in fandoms but I definitely enjoy Attoye enough to say I ship them. I also like Nashuri and Killmora.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Nothing atm. I tend to work on stories in order of inspiration and importance. I don't publish things I'm not willing to commit time to at some point.

16. What are your writing strengths?

I'm not sure exactly. I've been told that I write very descriptively and that it can paint a vivid picture of scenarios and characters, so I'll go with that.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Fluff and filler. I don't dislike fluff completely but I tend to write it as realistically as possible because trying to imagine people being that super ooey gooey makes me wanna gag and cringe lmfao

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I do it only when necessary for the simple fact that having to provide translations for entire scenes of dialogue gets tiresome and tricky.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Inuyasha in middle school💀

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

It doesn't have a name but like I said above, it was definitely Inuyasha and or anime related.

No pressure tagging: @karisomk, @megamindsecretlair, @mamajankyy, @mickimomo and anyone else who see this and would like to participate!

[faydingrain]

20 Questions for Fic Writers Game

Got tagged again by @caelumsnuff! Thank you for the taggeroony toony~

I've never spoken to them before, but I see them around a lot and happen to know they have a tumblr, so I tag @aroseandacross if you want to do this! And anyone else that stumbles across it, I tag you too! :p

1 - How many works do you have on AO3?

37...oh wow

2 - What's your total AO3 word count?

147,476?! Good night!

3 - What fandoms do you write for?

Redacted Audio, Owari no Seraph, Tsubasa: Reservoir Chronicle, Funamusea Universe, Hollow_ VA, Tokyo Ghoul, and D.Gray-Man by technicality though that oneshot isn't done or posted yet, lol. The ones I write for on the regular honestly vary depending on my mood and current devotion to the series, including the possible spite I feel towards that series, lmao. There are way more brief fic sparks I get for other series, but just never get the inspiration to go through with and end up forgetting.

4 - What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

5: A Quiet, Peaceful Night 4: Vice Versa 3: A Little Help from P[izza]-chan (which literally rose to my top 3 practically overnight because the Guy fans escaped containment I guess, lmfao) 2: Branch, Like a Tree 1: Yours in Eternity, My Dearest All for Redacted Audio

5 - Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Yes! I love giving love back to the love I recieve! Admittedly though, the only comments I haven't responded to seemed more like musing aloud, and I genuinely wasn't sure how to respond, lol. Now I feel like it's too late, so I feel awkward trying to respond now, but I feel bad not doing so all the same....

6 - What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Probably Inversion: Another Story considering all the death and bad things it leaves off on, lol.

7 -What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

To Date a Vampire, though it's more like...reader-self-insert-y I guess? But is basically pure fluff, lol.

8 - Do you get hate on fics?

Not yet! I expected to get more hate for how many OC and OC/Canon fics I write, but my fics don't tend to garner much attention over all anyways I think, so it can't reach the loud haters, lol.

9 - Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Nope!! I hate writing smut, I don't like reading smut that much either. I'm a fade-to-black type writer. The closest thing I'll get to writing smut is maybe writing brief instances of the off-screen smut, and there'll be a graphic sexual assault scene later in EIC (y'know, for the therapeutic aspect).

10 - Do you write crossovers?

...Technically? Lmfao. Though unfinished, Our Solemn Hour is a crossover with Tsubasa and X/1999, with many of the X characters appearing in it mostly as cameos. Embers of an Iridescent Cage is maybe a crossover between stories? Though, Decem: Anges et Demons does exist now. Burning Wings is a crossover-ish with characters from Tsubasa in a setting inspired by The Last of Us, though I didn't crosstag it in the latter fandom since the only similarity is literally just the setting. And that's all.

11 - Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I better fucking not. (No one wants my trash lmfao.)

12 - Have you ever had a fic translated?

No, but that would actually be incredible if it happened.

13 - Have you ever co-written a fic before?

No, I am a selfish, haughty bastard and I need full reign over my stories, lmfao. Unless the other person was a similar writer with very similar ideas to me, it would never work. (Plus...I write about my FCs so often, so, lol. I personally find it very difficult to write stories about characters that aren't my own, hence the large volume of OC fic.)

14 - What's your all time favorite ship?

That's a great question. (It honestly varies depending on my mood. Mostly OC/Canon ships probably. I do still adore SuzuFeri.)

15 - What's a WIP that you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

Don't make me call myself out like this-

16 - What are your writing strengths?

Hell, I don't know...I've been told I'm humorous

17 - What are your writing weaknesses?

I've been told I'm bad at making characters not suffer, lmfaooo

18 - Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I mean, if you know the language or do your research, go for it! Maybe add a footnote mentioning what was said for non-speakers if it wasn't brought up in the fic? (I don't personally ever plan for this myself for fics, but it is a small thing I plan on doing research for in my novel series, and I feel the same about original work too.)

19 - First fandom you wrote for?

OKAY SO, I think my actual first fanfic ever was a Kingdom Hearts fanfic, but the first one I posted on ao3 was for Owari no Seraph.

20 - Favorite fic you've written?

Probably Yours in Eternity, My Dearest!! I'm not saying Kalila is totally 100% a self-insert, but I mayyyy or may not have written that series just because I want to feel like Will was writing fancy love letters to me 💕

[scottmcwinchester]

Melly | 1.7k Emre Can smut

Melly woke up to the sound of rain beating against the house windows. She felt around for her boyfriend, Emre, who always gave good morning cuddles, but he was nowhere to be found. Instead, Melly rolled over on her back and yawned. The alarm clock read 8:30, which was too early by her standards, but she caught a whiff of waffles in the air and smiled. Emre must have gotten up and fixed her breakfast. He was always doing sweet things like that ever since they moved in together.

Melly pushed the blankets off of her and grabbed her clothes. She went in the bathroom and got ready. She tried combing her black curly hair, but her hair wasn’t cooperating (as usual). Melly shrugged. She put on her clothes and made her way to the kitchen.

Emre was facing the stove when she came in, so he didn’t see her. Melly made sure he wasn’t holding anything dangerous as she crept up silently and wrapped her arms around him. Emre, use to her surprises, simply said ‘Good morning babe.’ He turned around and kissed her. He looked her up and down and raised an eyebrow. “Nice outfit.”

Melly pretended to bow. “I thought you would appreciate it.” Melly was wearing Emre’s old jersey. It was too big for her and looked like a mini dress. She opted out on pants and was just wearing a pair of socks with rainbows on them.

“You know me so well,” Emre smiled. He grabbed a handful of chocolate chips and sprinkled them on Melly’s waffles. Emre, who normally stuck to his strict football diet, had blueberries on his. He put the waffles in stacks before placing them on two separate plates. He walked over to the counter and set them down. “You’re right on time babe.”

Melly hopped up on the counter. She grabbed a kitchen towel and put it over her bare thighs before placing the warm plate on them.

Emre coughed. He was sitting at the dining table less than two feet away. He motioned his hands around. “You know we have a table for eating Melly.”

She shrugged. “We barely use it anyway.” She grabbed a fork and took a bit of her waffles before scrunching her nose. “This is missing something.”

Emre frowned. He instantly got up. “What do you mean? I added everything. I even added all the syrup even though you know how I feel about all that sugar.”

Melly rolled her eyes. “Unlike you, I am not a professional football player. I have the privilege of eating whatever I want, when I want.”

Emre fondly shook his head. Melly always teased him. “Okay Miss Melly, what did I forget to add?”

Melly pointed to the refrigerator. “The whip cream, duh!”

Emre smiled and obediently walked over and grabbed the bottle of whipped cream. He popped the top off and handed it to her. “Happy now?”

She replied by spraying an abundant amount of whipped cream on her waffles. “Happy now!” She said between a mouthful.

Emre sat back on the table, his body turned so that he could face Melly. Moment likes this always made Emre be in awe of Melly. Here she was, wearing his old jersey, her curly hair framing her hair always so beautifully, without her even trying. The little diamond stud in her nose was shining. Her rainbow covered feet were kicking back and forth so absentmindedly. Emre simply loved her.

“Um, do I have something on my face?” Melly asked.

Emre snapped back to reality. “What? I’m sorry, I was staring wasn’t I?”

“Again,” Melly giggled. “Am I that beautiful or something?”

Emre nodded. “Yes you are.”

Melly blushed. She wasn’t one to get embarrassed easily, but Emre always had the ability to make her feel like a little school girl again. “Aren’t you sweet?”

“You’re sweeter,” Emre said. He stood up from the table and walked up to the counter between her legs.

Melly, put her empty plate on the counter. She looked over his shoulder. “You didn’t eat your food.”

“I’d rather eat you instead.”

Melly’s face went even redder. Emre was never a subtle kind of guy. She looked in his eyes and saw that they were wide and he had a spark in his eyes. She knew that he was serious. In an instant, her heart started racing.

Emre moved his hands to her thighs. Melly felt a tingling sensation travel through her body. Emre moved his hand in slow circles, making Melly hotter by the second. But as fast as she got hot, Emre moved his hand back to the table.

“Emre!” Melly whined.

“I’m sorry baby,” he said frowning. She was confused, but she saw Emre move his plate off the dining table and put it in the microwave. Emre came back and patted the dining table. “Come her and lay down.”

Melly didn’t need to be told twice. She hopped off the counter and lay back flat on the dining table. The table was strong and sturdy. She was anticipating Emre climbing on top of her, but instead he sat in the chair. She was about to ask what he was doing, when she felt his hand between her thighs. His hands were warm and she felt an even warmer sensation in her panties. Emre ran his hands over her panties, before gently tugging them off. His hand was back in an instant, rubbing Melly’s clit. Melly closed her eyes, focusing on Emre’s touch. The firm yet soft touch of his fingers had Melly fully wet. She was waiting for him to enter her, but instead, she felt his head go between her thighs.

Emre was half leaning over the table. His thick black hair was tickling her underneath the long jersey. She wanted to take the jersey off and see him, but Melly was too comfortable. Emre was flicking his tongue between her lips over and over. His tongue slowly went into her. Melly slowly thrusted, feeling the bridge of Emre’s nose nudge her. She closed her eyes and focused on the sensation. His tongue was as good as his fingers. It was a feeling that made her body feel tight yet loose at the same time. She was on fire yet she felt an icy chill.

Emre moved back and kissed her thigh before leaning back. Melly was breathing heavily and still lying flat on her back. She didn’t bother looking up because she trusted Emre. She soon heard a bottle being shook and felt something frosty hit her thighs. Melly finally got up and propped up on her elbows.

Emre was smiling while holding the bottle of whipped cream. “I didn’t want to forget it this time,” he said with a wink.

Melly moaned. She yanked the jersey off and kept her eyes focused on Emre between her legs. He was spraying the whip cream between her thighs, every spray getting closer to her pussy. She felt his tongue get closer to her, but he stopped. Instead, Emre climbed on top of the table. He bent down and kissed her hard. He sprayed whip cream on her nipple and circled his tongue around it.

Melly grabbed his hair as his teeth slowly sunk into her breast. The sharpness of his teeth was a sweet juxtaposition against the warm softness of his tongue. His tongue lapped around her nipple as she grabbed his hair. She almost wanted to pull his mouth off of her, but at the same time, she never wanted his tongue to leave her. Emre trailed his mouth across her chest to her other breast. He sunk his teeth above her nipple, biting hard at the fleshy soft skin. Melly tightened her grip in his hair. Emre flicked his tongue across her nipple, smirking when he felt it harden. He sucked on her nipple until he heard Melly moan. When he heard her moan, he knew that she was ready.

Emre positioned himself between her legs, wrapping one of them around him. He looked at her and once she smiled, Emre slowly pushed himself into her. “Relax baby,” he shooed as he felt her tense up. He bent down and kissed her, feeling her loosen up. Emre propped himself on his elbows and gently began thrusting into her. Her warm tightness made Emre felt like he was going to explode, but he kept it together as he looked at her. Melly had her eyes closed, but she was biting her lips and digging her fingernails into his back. Melly always liked it rougher than most, so Emre picked up his speed. His hips were driving in between hers as he felt her wetness drenching him.

Melly snaked her hand between their chests to grab at her breasts. She missed having Emre’s warm tongue on her. Emre noticed because he wrapped his hand around the hand over her breast and gave it a tight squeeze and a shake. He quickly removed his hand, licked his thumb, and used it to rub her exposed nipple. Melly wrapped her other leg around Emre, wanting him deeper. Emre was all the way in, but Melly wanted more, she always wanted more.

She looked at Emre and saw that he was looking at her like she was the only thing in the world. Emre turned his head, smiling and turning red.  Melly almost said something until Emre began thrusting harder than before. Feeling Emre between her and inside her, had Melly moaning. She grabbed his biceps and held onto them as Emre began fucking her like there was no tomorrow.

She felt that familiar fire warming up in her stomach. It went from her head to her toes. Feeling Emre all over her had Melly on edge. It wasn’t until Emre snuck a hand between them and began rubbing her clit that made Melly’s arch back. She moaned as she clenched around Emre, losing control of her body and thoughts. Emre’s mouth dropped into an ‘o’ as he came a few seconds later inside of her.

They both were out of breath. Melly struggled to push Emre’s heavy body off of her. Emre moved over and Melly felt more comfortable as she snuggled into his side. Emre wrapped his arm around her.

“Best breakfast ever,” Emre said with a smile.

Melly nodded. “I’ll never complain about your cooking ever again.” She kissed him. Melly was never a morning person, but with Emre by her side, she would be willing to wake up at every sunrise with him.

[wonjns]

best boy ✮

♡ PAIRING. . . wonwoo x male reader

♡ GENRE. . . semi-smut (?), fluff 

♡ SUMMARY. . . woo just loved shamelessly fooling around with you, no matter what was on the schedule. if only he didn’t love seeing you worked up so much 😮‍💨

♡ INCLUDES. . . top!wonwoo, making out, grinding/dry humping, nipple play, mutual masturbation (i think? im such a virgin lmfao)

♡ WC. . . 1.8k

♡ A/N. . . my first fic !! me listening to fast pace as i write this is sending meeejfsjxcsd i needed to get in the zone since its my first one, hopefully its not awful LMAO. but i will say i had to take many breaks in between writing bc....wow. anyways, stream HOT !!! starts below cut~

you were seated on wonwoo’s lap, him kissing you until you felt dizzy in the head. his lips were luscious, and grew more fervently eager the more they met yours.

you snuggled into the soft and oversized hoodie of his that you currently wore, his large hands moving underneath that very hoodie to run them up and down your bare sides - the kisses growing more passionate. your hands found place on his shoulders, running over the smooth skin of his broad, exposed shoulders, thanks to the tank top that you always loved when he wore. 

you couldn’t help but groan softly into his mouth as you felt his thumbs ‘accidentally’ brush over your nipples during their travels. 

between being in your boyfriend’s clothes, his addicting natural scent, and his strong arms enveloping you, everything felt so warm and euphoric that you could already feel your mind rising into the clouds, lost in him. 

“y/n,,,” wonwoo groaned as he broke the kiss, leaning back. this caused you to snap back to earth, realizing you had started to grind on to him, your slowly hardening but clothed lengths rubbing along each other. 

a bold blush took over your face, causing woo to naturally do that smirk. something in you wanted to start spilling apologies, but you weren’t sure why. he started this whole session, and knew how easily worked up you got.

“keep that up, baby boy, and we might end up having to turn away our guests.” he taunted in a low tone. god, even his voice was so sexy. 

you couldn’t even find words to say. it was no secret that wonwoo loved to tease, especially you in particular. he knew his effect over you and loved giving you shit about it, you were just too cute for him not to take advantage of your flustered behavior whenever he could.

the ‘guests’ wonwoo referred to were his fellow groupmates, in which all the remaining 12 were coming over from the dorms to your apartment to hang out for the night. although wonwoo practically lived there, a detail your paying parents definitely did not need to know, he himself was only at your place early in order to help you get everything ready, and somehow you ended up in this position - just like you always did. 

“oh, crap!” you said, your blush fading almost immediately as your boyfriend’s slick comment reminded you that you definitely had about 3 batches of brownies in the oven. you hopped off of his lap and quickly made ur way to the kitchen.

you would’ve had a whole feast prepared for the Seventeen members if you could, but brownies were the only thing you could make and 13 mouths were a lot to feed, so they’d just have to be satisfied with that - however you were fully prepared to receive yet another lecture from seungcheol about how you should eat healthier. its alright, though, since he without fail would always turn and place most of the blame on wonwoo for letting you indulge in your heavy sweet tooth all the time. and everytime, also without fail, wonwoo would throw his hands up, calmly defending himself by claiming that you were just too adorable when shoveling sundaes into your cheeks.

“b-babe~” wonwoo protested, calling to you as you ran off while he felt the chilled air encase the space of his thighs where you were once perched. 

you took a couple of quick breaths as you made your way to the kitchen, trying to calm down from the make out session you most definitely should not have been having when the other members were coming over in.... 

“20 MINUTES!?!” you exasperated after reading the clock. 7:40 pm. great. 

you threw on a mitten and reached for the stove handle, before you felt yourself get yanked back from the waist by two hands. you were swiftly turned around, looking up slightly into your boyfriend’s dark and beautiful orbs. you could see some of his teeth through the faint smirk he wore once again. 

“perfect, thats plenty of time.” he calmly spoke in a sly tone. 

your blush was threatening to come back as you attempted pushing on his chest in attempt to separate your pressing bodies - but geez you always forgot how strong your gamer-boy really had become. 

“woo, please, we still need to change, make sure the brownies are done, rearrange my furniture, figure out which movies to pick, an-”

and surprise surprise, before you could even finish your statement, his lips found purchase onto yours. this one was deeper, and instantly had your knees weakening. 

it was insane how much wonwoo was addicted to this - the feeling of you growing feeble because of him. his ego would soar every time he could practically feel your mind hazing over and submitting. whether it was the way you would grab on to his hair or shoulders for dear life, the way you would allow him to swallow all of your whines, or that regardless of the situation you would always let him sweep you off of your feet; you were simply his favorite. and he was yours, as shy as you were to admit it. 

next thing you knew, you were being lifted and sat on the marble counter across from the stove. he reattached his plush lips with yours instantly, and you sighed in utter defeat when he tore the mitten off of your hand and flung it somewhere across the room. 

he gently spread your thighs and hooked them around his hips as he settled himself standing in between, continuing the movements you had started earlier. he groaned in satisfaction as his tongue entered your mouth and ran over your own. he began grinding his core against you more firmly with each rolling of his hips, and your moans spilled out when you returned the friction. 

despite admitting defeat with your body language, in the back of your head you were still clinging to the determination of ending this at a reasonable time so you could still prepare for the members who were definitely on their way by now.

“ok, ok...” you breathed out as wonwoo detached your lips, his head dipping down into the crook of your neck. “just for a little bit... and then we really have to- ahhh,,” whatever you were about to say seemed to go straight out the window when wonwoo started showing special attention to the center of your neck, sucking firmly on your adam’s apple. after eliciting a loud moan from you, he continued to place strong, messy kisses into the weak spots of your throat, dragging his tongue all along the way.

“who needs to bake when my favorite boy just tastes so... damn... sweet.” he said in between pecks, his right hand coming down to palm your core through your shorts. this caused you to squirm and whine even more, your fingers gripping into his soft locks. it was so annoying how hot he knew he made you.

at this point, you were bucking your hips strongly into his, the sensation of your hardening members grinding together sending the both of you into overdrive. 

wonwoo scooped you off the counter with ease, hands digging into your bottom as he carried you steadily out of the kitchen refusing to break your kiss. he forcefully pushed you up against the wall and continued to ravage your mouth, you moaning wantonly from the impact. your hands ran fervently through his hair as you massaged his head, toes curling at the intensity of the moment. 

you shared heavy breaths and groans before he lifted your his hoodie once again, this time fully discarding it before his warm hands roamed your tummy. you decided to do the same. lifting the hems of his tank top revealed his stunningly toned abs, and you let out a gasp-moan hybrid when he pushed even more of his weight on to you, trapping you tighter between the wall and his fit body.

you whimpered when the exposed skin of his abs and broad chest ran along your own bare torso repeatedly while he humped into you, obsessed with your involuntary facial expressions of pure bliss. in response, you did your best to pathetically thrust your hips into him while you were hoisted up in order to feel as much of this sensation as possible. 

“w-wonwoo... you... you feel so good.” you softly gasped out, finding that talking had became way more difficult than it should be. 

and it was like in that moment, you broke him. his mind went haywire, and you suddenly heard him groan loudly - lips and tongue immediately finding place on one of your nipples.  

you don’t even know what to call the sounds that spilled out of your mouth in rapid succession as he kissed and sucked on your buds, but you felt the effects when wonwoo’s cock twitched as he heard them, still mercilessly grinding you into the wall. unable to help yourself, you used your free hands to run along the smooth expanse of his toned back and shoulder blades. the feeling only added to the several sources of stimulation you experienced while wonwoo switched to your other nipple, showing it just as much love. 

after a few more moments he returned to attacking your mouth, sucking salaciously on your tongue while one of his hands came up to cup the side of your jaw. you were so drunk on each other, and could feel every little touch times 100x. 

“f-fuck,” you stuttered, a very familiar and recognizable indicator to wonwoo that you were close. “i’m gonna....”

“me too, baby, me too” he managed to let out, his sensual strength not ceasing for a second. 

you then both felt sweet release crash over you at the same time, each spilling into your shorts.

wonwoo rested his head on your shoulder as he continued to hold you up in his grasp, both of you expelling heavy pants of air. you gently massaged your fingers into his scalp - knowing it was his absolute favorite thing that you would do whenever you’d finish together. 

“God, y/n, it’s like you were made for me.” he admitted. he then rose his head, making eye contact with you. “you really are my good boy, aren’t you?”

you once again felt heat in your face, and dropped your eyes to his chest, which still looked so delicious while rising and falling with his breaths. 

“I love you, woo.” was all you could manage to say, still trying to land from being on cloud 9. that nick name always stirred so many feelings in you, and in this moment it had instantly made you realize how sappily in love with your boyfriend you really were. 

wonwoo smiled, placing a kiss on your forehead before lowering you gently back to your own two feet. he ruffled your hair and then spoke up,

“alright, i guess we better hurry up and change. the others are probably right around the corner.” 

as if on cue, your heads snapped to the living room when the sound of a door bell rung throughout the apartment. 

“shit.”

© 𝐟𝐥𝐰𝐫𝐛𝐨𝐢 — all rights reserved

[frogtanii]

℗ me and my husband

atsumu x fem!reader (poker face ending)

series masterlist

♡´･ᴗ･`♡

wc. 3.2k (holy shit)

warnings. NOT PROOFREAD, v v soft domestic, marriage :00, smut!! (is marked off!!), soft dom!tsumu, hair pulling (giving), unprotected sex, slight praise kink, pretty vanilla ngl

an. can be read as a one shot but u might be confused lmfao also this took SO LONG OMFG also also heavily unedited, take things w a grain of salt lmfao anyways don’t forget to feed me ahaha m rlly proud of this so i hope y’all like it <33

it was moving day and atsumu was about to lose his mind.

today was the official day of the hyper house disbandment and while most of the members were still figuring out new living arrangements and thus remaining past the deadline, you were one of the few trying to get out as soon as possible.

makki and mattsun were so excited to have you move in, they showed up early that morning to help you pack. now, it was around 1p and it was almost time for you to go. you still had a few more boxes to go but things were speeding right along.

normally, atsumu would be right by your best friends helping you out but he was currently in the middle of a breakdown.

you were leaving. leaving. he had no idea when he’d see you again (even though you promised to meet up weekly to catch up), if he would ever see you again. for all he knew, makki and mattsun would just hide you away forever, never to be seen again.

okay, so he was panicking.

it was just... atsumu was in love with you. he’d known for a while (way longer than he’d like to admit) and he selfishly thought he’d have more time with you so that he could work up the courage to confess. but now? you were like three boxes away from a distance that he didn’t know if he or your relationship could recover from.

it wasn’t that he was bad at long distance but the tragic events that the house brought, brought the two of you closer together and he didn’t want to lose that.

atsumu let out a groan and dropped his head against the wall, his mind running with scenario after scenario, all ending in failure and utter embarrassment.

“hey, you okay?” you called out, a large box cradled delicately in your arms. as atsumu turned from the plaster in front of him, he allowed himself a moment to take you in.

you were wearing short athletic shorts, worn converses, and his t shirt. a thin sheen of sweat covered your skin, the lights above reflecting off of it, giving you a warm glow.

of course you looked hot moving boxes.

you called his name again in concern and he immediately felt his heart clench in guilt. you’d already been through so so much and here he was fantasizing about you instead of being there for you like a good friend would.

atsumu let out a sigh and shot you a wide, albeit empty, smile before walking over to you and taking the box out of your hands. the furrow in your brows told him you saw through his expression but he ignored it and made a show of lifting your box above his head and carrying it to mattsun’s car.

“see, what would ya do without these guns angel?” he joked, placing the cardboard into the trunk. you rolled your eyes and poked him in the side playfully. “die, probably.”

the butterflies in his stomach kicked up at the underlying sincerity in your voice but he tried his best to overlook it. it was much harder than it seemed, especially when you looked at him with such fondness in your gaze that made him want to kiss you senseless.

gulping hard, he quickly turned away from you, busying himself with fitting your things in the truck like a game of tetris.

“atsumu.” your voice was firm but pleading and he didn’t dare look at you for fear of spilling everything right then and there. “wow, ya sure got a lot of stuff, huh? wonder how much of this was bought with ushijima’s money,” he started to ramble but thankfully he was interrupted by makki whooping as he walked out of the house.

“last box bitches!” you shot atsumu one final worried look before running over to makki and mattsun, yelling the whole way there.

atsumu was grateful your back was to him because he couldn’t hide the affectionate look that overtook his face, a soft smile spreading across his lips as he watched you hip bump your friends while cackling wildly.

god, he was so in love with you.

what was he going to do when you moved out and away? what if you found someone, someone how loved you as much as he did (not possible)? he would wish for your happiness even at the expense of his own but... what if you both could be happy?

caught up in his thoughts, atsumu didn’t register you saying your goodbyes to the remaining members until you were finally in front of him.

“i’m gonna miss living with you tsum.” you unceremoniously launched yourself at him, wrapping your arms around his waist and burying your face in his chest. his heart leapt violently at the contact and he prayed to every deity above that you didn’t hear it underneath your head.

he barely managed to hug you back before you pulled away, your eyes slightly teary and red. “um, well, makki and mattsun are waiting for me so uh,” you trailed off looking back at the van and your friends who were so (im)patiently waiting for you to join them.

atsumu’s breath quickened as you scooted a bit away from him, truly getting ready to leave. no, no, it couldn’t end like this, awkward and distant. no, he wasn’t going to let it.

“atsumu?” you asked worriedly, reaching out a hand to touch him when he didn’t respond but he couldn’t hear you. he felt hot all over, like he was going to explode or magically combust if he didn’t get the words out into the air.

“tsum, are you oka-“ “i’m in love with ya.”

you paused, shock written clearly all over your face. the fear of rejection slammed into atsumu like a brick, the feeling settling in the pit of his stomach like a rock but he still didn’t stop.

“i’m in love with ya and i have been for forever. yn, yer beautiful but yer face and body aren’t even the best part of ya, even though they’re pretty damn great. yer just-“

“tsum-“

“-yer so kind, especially when ya don’t need ta be. yer badass but ya care fer others so deeply and ya make me wanna be a better person. ya make me a better person. i know ya-“

“tsumu please-“

“-ya probably don’t feel the same and that’s alright but i needed ta tell ya, before ya leave and fall in love with some other scrub, just in case we can be happy together and-“

all of a sudden, your hands were buried in his shirt and you were pulling him close to meet your lips with his, your mouths meshing together in a soft and passionate kiss.

bliss. atsumu was in sheer bliss. your lips were as soft as he thought they would be as they moved with his, his hands coming up to grip your waist and pull you even closer to him.

sooner than he would have liked, his lungs started burning for air so he pulled back but not very far, instead resting his forehead against yours.

“i was trying to tell you i liked you too, idiot,” you muttered, your eyes still closed as you spoke. he chuckled, a wide grin overtaking his entire face as he really took in what you were saying.

you liked him back. you liked him. holy shit.

but instead of saying any of that, he decided to tease you a bit. “just like? if i recall, i just confessed my undying love for ya.”

you pulled back with a faux scoff, hitting him in the arm with a huff. “shut up you ass. of course i love you too.” you couldn’t keep your real smile off your cheeks while you confessed, your soft expression bringing another wave of desire over atsumu’s body.

“can, can i take ya inside angel?” he allowed his true intentions to be heard in his words, your eyes widening when you figured out what he meant. you nodded vigorously before shooting a look to makki and mattsun. mattsun just waved you off and got into his truck while makki yelled, “get that dick!”

you heated up horribly, grabbing atsumu’s hand and pulling him towards the house and to his room. he allowed himself to be dragged along, sending winks to the other boys as he went until the two of you were standing right in front of his door.

“i love ya,” he whispered, lifting your hand to his lips to place a gentle kiss there. you grinned. “love you too tsum.”

that must have been the final straw because the minute the words left your mouth, he was on you.

••• smut begin•••

pressing you up against the door, atsumu ravaged your mouth, his tongue tangling with yours as he walked you backwards into his room, laying you down on the bed so that he was hovering over you, his hips pressing hard against yours.

instinctively, you ground up into him, rewarding you with a loud groan and a gasp of your name. “fuck angel, yer killing me here,” he laughed breathlessly, rolling his hardness against your thigh. you let out a breathy moan and tangled your hands in his hair to bring him back down to your lips.

as you continued to kiss him, his hands scrambled at your waist, pushing his hands under it to grope at your chest. you giggled at the cold of his fingers but he didn’t pay it any mind, moving down from your mouth to your neck, sucking dark marks into the sensitive skin there.

“ah, shit tsumu,” you tilted your head to the side to give him more access, just as he reached under your bra to tease your nipples. a startled gasp left you, your back arching into his careful touch. “that feel good angel?” atsumu asked, voice low and gravelly as he pinched the delicate bud, drawing another noise from your throat.

you nodded, not trusting yourself to speak. you bit your bottom lip while he pulled your shirt and bra off, tossing them somewhere in the room. as he scanned your half naked body, he noticed you quieting yourself and he lightly shook his head. his thumb found its way to your lip, carefully pulling it from between your teeth.

“wanna hear ya angel, let me hear yer pretty noises, yeah?” without letting you respond, atsumu dove back into your chest, suckling one of your nipples into his mouth while toying with the other, a sigh of his name sending a bolt of arousal straight to his loins.

he grinded against you absentmindedly, losing himself in you, eventually switching sides to give the same treatment to your neglected bud.

while atsumu seemed to be having the time of his life attached to your tit, you were getting impatient, your arousal completely soaking through your underwear. you needed more.

tangling your fingers in his blond locks, you attempted to tug him away from your chest but his reaction was unlike anything you could’ve expected. “aahh!” he let out a strangled whine, his hips bucking against your side.

“please, tsumu, need more,” you breathed, his needy reaction not lost on you as pulled his hair a bit harder. you were not disappointed as his eyes rolled back and his mouth opened in a silent moan before dropping his head to your shoulder.

“fuck, fuck, okay angel, i got ya, i got ya.” atsumu swiftly disposed of both yours and his bottoms and underwear before lifting your leg and positioning himself at your entrance.

“tell me if i hurt ya, alright? i love ya,” he smiled down on you, your heart swelling two times at his carefulness. “i love you too,” you replied, watching as his pupils grew and a low groan broke free from his chest.

“oh angel, ‘m gonna ruin ya.” that was the last thing he said before he pushed into you, both of you letting out whimpers as he stretched you open, the blunt head of his cock just a few centimeters shy of your cervix.

your back arched in pleasure, both of your hands scrambling until they found purchase on his back, your nails digging in just when he started to thrust shallowly into you.

“f-fuck, how’re ya s-so fuckin’ tight?” atsumu growled through gritted teeth, every word punctuated with a roll of his hips. you couldn’t respond as you were too overwhelmed with pleasure, his cock rubbing against your g-spot with every slow movement.

speaking of slow, he was moving way too leisurely for your tastes. you needed him to move faster and you knew exactly how to do it.

sliding your hand up from his back, you grabbed a good chunk of hair from the back of his head and pulled. his reaction was immediate and oh-so gratifying.

an honest to god whimper poured from his lips and he instantly thrusted all the way into you, his length driving into your g-spot perfectly. you both let out twin moans as he started rocking into consistently, every movement bringing you closer and closer to your peak.

“i love ya, i love ya so fuckin’ much, angel—shit—yer so amazing, i love ya,” atsumu rambled while pounding into you, deep curses and whines of your name interspersed with his declarations of love. if you could speak, you would reciprocate but you were too busy holding on for dear life as he fucked you into oblivion.

desperate for some kind of anchor to reality, you grasped onto his locks again, gripping tightly as drawn-out cries of his name slipped from your open lips. you were close, so close and he knew it too.

“feel ya clenchin’ around me like a good girl, ya gonna cum fer me? gonna cum fer me angel?” atsumu’s hand snaked down between your bodies to rub fast circles on your clit, a shaky sob finding its way out into the open air.

“oh shit, yeah, ‘m g-gonna cum for you tsum, ‘s all for you,” you moaned, clamping down on him sporadically as you started to cum, your vision whiting out and your thighs trembling while you gushed around him.

your mind was floating off when you felt him cum with a shout, his warmth flooding you and spilling out as he collapsed onto your chest.

••• smut over •••

the two of you lied there for a while, attempting to regain your brain and feeling in your legs. you vaguely made note of the wet rag cleaning between your thighs and the following weight falling down beside you but it was only after a few more minutes that you really came back to yourself, rolling over to lay on atsumu’s bare chest.

“holy shit, tsumu,” you said in awe, your boyfriend (!!) laughing at your reaction. “i’m just that good angel, what can i say?”

you groaned and hit him in the chest but you couldn’t keep the smile off your face if you tried. “you are such a menace!”

“only fittin’ that i picked a gremlin ta be with then,” atsumu teased while playing with a piece of your hair. mock offense filled your chest as you sat up, fixing him with your ‘angriest’ glare.

“is that the kind of language you’ll be using in your vows, mister?” you were only joking but when atsumu’s eyes widened and a blush spread across his cheeks, you realized your mistake.

you opened your mouth to apologize or to make some kind of excuse but he beat you to the punch. “ya wanna marry me angel?” he asked, looking so vulnerable with hope shining in his brown irises. you couldn’t bear to lie.

“of course tsum, you’re it for me,” you reached out a hand to caress his cheek and he leaned into it, his own coming up to cup yours and hold it against his face.

“good.” and that was the end of that, that evening’s... extraneous activities having thoroughly tired to the point that you fell completely asleep with your face against one of his pecs.

if you had stayed awake a little longer, you would’ve seen atsumu pull out his phone and start a new note titled, “my angel.”

if i just said i loved you, it would be an understatement. it would be like saying the sun’s surface is just a bit warm or that the arctic is just a little chilly. it would be an injustice to you and to how i truly feel about you. love—

“-is a word that is much too soft and used far too often ta ever describe the fierce, infinite and blazing passion that i have in my heart for ya angel. ya acknowledge my strengths and ya accept my faults. ya make me wanna be a better person every day. so, today i vow ta laugh with ya and comfort ya during times of joy and times of sorrow. i promise ta always pursue ya, ta fight for ya, and love ya unconditionally and wholeheartedly for the rest of my life. ya are my best friend and i’m the luckiest person on earth ta call ya mine- wait are ya crying?"

the audience burst into laughter as you frantically tried to wipe away your tears, punching atsumu softly on the arm. “of course i am, you ass.”

the officiant cleared his throat, grabbing both of your attentions. “it is the bride’s turn to give her vows. if you may?”

you nodded and atsumu already felt like crying. again. he’d cried that morning while getting dressed and then again when you walked down the aisle in the most beautiful dress he had ever seen. now, as he watched you pull a folded piece of paper out of your bra, he knew he’d made the right decision in confessing to you, all those years ago.

he also knew he was definitely going to cry again.

“atsumu, falling for you wasn’t falling at all—it was walking into a house and knowing that you’re home. today, i want to make you promises that i will always keep. i promise to never stop holding your hand or accepting your kisses. i promise to not hit you too hard when you insult me or call me a gremlin. i promise to share my food with you, to never go to bed angry, and to try and understand your obsession with professional men’s volleyball. i promise to love, respect, protect and trust you, and give you the best of myself, for i know that together we will build a life far better than either of us could imagine alone. i choose you. i’ll choose you over and over and over, without pause, without doubt, i’ll keep choosing you.

i used to never truly enjoy moments because i was always waiting for what's next. the next thing horrible thing to happen. now that i have you, i enjoy the moment. every moment.

today seems like it's the start of a new journey, but i already belong to you. falling for you wasn't falling at all—it was walking into a house and knowing you're home. i love you.”

and at least in this lifetime

we’re sticking together

me and my husband

we’re sticking together

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[a-aexotic]

Hi! Can I request an imagine for Rue and the reader where the two go skinny dipping and then there’s some smut involved 😏

—cw: not edited 😟 —a/n: hey, so i can't write FULL smut but i tried writing as close i can LMFAO, hope u enjoy<3

RUE let out a big laugh as she looked at you, a big smile on her face. You guys were hanging out in your room, trying to get some homework done — but it wasn't going very well. You guys got sidetracked, and now you guys are just hanging out.

"I'm bored," you admitted, causing Rue to laugh and rolled her eyes.

"Am I not entertaining enough?" She asked as you shook your head. "Wow," she dragged the w, giving you a faux offended look.

You laughed, "I'm just being honest."

"Well your honesty hurts me, y/n."

You nodded your head as you lay next to Rue, debating what you should do. It was 2 am on a Tuesday night, there was really nothing to do.

Finally, an idea came to you. "We should go skinny dipping."

You heard Rue snort before she looked at you, knitting her brows. "You serious?"

You nodded. She shrugged and nodded; she didn't need a lot of convincing to want to see you naked. "I mean sure, where are we going?"

YOUR neighbor's pool was the perfect place to go skinny dipping. They were out of town and the person who's watching the house is a younger person — surely, they wouldn't care. You and Rue kept laughing as you jumped their gate.

"Gosh, this is so—"

"Fun, I know. You're welcome for the idea." You smiled at Rue. "But, we gotta be quiet. We can't get caught."

She laughed, "why not? It's not we're doing anything terrible. People go skinny dipping all the time."

"Not in their neighbor's backyard, Rue." You took off your shirt, then your pants. So did Rue.

She couldn't stop staring at your body — it was so beautiful. Just like you. She couldn't help but blush; was she really going to see your whole body.

You caught her staring and sent her a wink. You took off your bra and underwear, laughing slowly. "This is kinda—"

"Embarrassing?" Rue guessed as you rolled your eyes at her.

"No, fun." You both burst out in laughter, causing you to cover her mouth in an attempt to quiet her. "Shhh!"

You guys got in the pool. You basked in the cold water, taking in the coolness and exhaled, closing your eyes and relaxing. It was a very hot summer night so you were glad it was cool.

Rue couldn't take her eyes off you — your face, your body. She didn't know if it was because of the adrenaline high or something, but right now, you looked so hot.

"y/n," Rue sighed out. You opened your eyes, making eye contact with the girl next to you. You gave her a smile. "You're so hot."

You started laughing. She looked at you, a serious expression plastered on her face. "Oh, you're serious?"

She nodded. "I mean — I've always thought it but, I never said it because... I thought it was weird."

"It is weird." You say, making her words die in her throat. "But I like weird, and I also like you."

She looked at you in disbelief. "Wha-"

Before she could finish, you gave her a small kiss before pulling away. You looked in her eyes and smiled. Then, she leaned in and gave you another kiss, this one being more passionate.

She slipped her tongue in your mouth, bringing her hand on your cheek, deepening the kiss. You tasted better than she could ever expect — if you would allow it, she would never stop kissing you.

She stopped the kiss, making you let out a whine. "Get on my lap."

You obeyed, getting on her lap and continuing to kiss her. Rue put her hands on your waist, pulling you closer. She kept her mouth on you as she left open mouth kisses on your jaw and neck, making you whimper.

You guys heard the door slide open, whipping your heads to the door. You saw a very angry housekeeper. "Hey! Get outta here or I'm calling the cops. Do that in your own pool!"

She tried to cover you up with her hands as you got out of the pool, putting on your clothes quick.

You and Rue jumped the gate. "We don't have a pool!"

You burst out laughing as you guys ran to your house. "That was—"

"Very fun and embarrassing."

[joongernaut]

rendezvous

pairing: johnny suh x reader

genre/warnings: friends with benefits, porn with (very little) plot, smut, unprotected sex, (barely) exhibitionism, some degradation, overstimulation

word count: 4.7k

prompt: N/A

author note: back again FINALLY with a finished fic 😁☝🏾 not 100% satisfied with how it came about or how it ended but i'm just happy to be finished so i can move on to the next fic LMAO so hope you enjoy~ if not then oh wellllll

•••

[4 new messages!]

john😙: heyyy bestie ❤️

john😙: ...

john😙: hello?

john😙: now what if it was an emergency, i could be dead right now

you couldn't help but roll your eyes at johnny's dramatic line of messages, letting out a scoff before typing away on your keyboard to reply back.

you: dead people don't talk this much the last time i checked 🤨

you: now what do you want suh

john😙: wow so fucking rude

john😙: i can't say hi to MY best friend now? MY favorite girl?

it was always funny how you could read him like a book. you could already see where this conversation was headed; being friends for years did that to people you supposed.

you: sounds like you want something... just spill it already before i turn my phone off for the night and you don't hear from me until tomorrow

john😙: alright 🙄 sheesh

john😙: i was just wondering...

john😙: think we can meet up later? like 9:30-ish

at the mention of meeting up with johnny at, of all places he could choose, the park (you knew the one) the lightbulb lit up in your head and you figured out what he was getting at.

you: oh

you: john lmfao

you: is this your way of asking to fuck again?

you bit down on your bottom lip at the thought. meanwhile, your message was read as soon as you had sent it, the three dots showing up almost immediately after and then two replies came.

john😙: idkkkkkk depends...

john😙: are you trying to fuck me again?

the question was straightforward, just as much as yours had been, and if you were told you'd be in a situation with your best friend like this a few months ago, you would have laughed. but considering you both had recently started teetering into 'forbidden' territory, one that normal friends wouldn't be so keen on stepping foot in to, it wasn't much of a surprise now. it started with a teasing joke at first. you had started rambling one day while hanging out with johnny, mentioning that you would consider celibacy if you had to go through another unsatisfied sexual encounter. it was a bitter statement but still left you two giggling while nursing a few bottles of soju. that's when he mentioned that it had been a while since he had gotten laid himself, jokingly suggesting that 'if you scratch my back, i'll scratch yours'.

you wouldn't have took the statement seriously into consideration (fucking your supposed best friend was never a good idea in hindsight) if it weren't for the way he looked at you after the words left his mouth. the playful glint in his eyes and the quirk of his eyebrow made you raise your own as a smirk appeared on his face that you really hadn't realized was that handsome until now. it was as if he were asking a question without even uttering the words, his tongue swiping over his plush bottom lip easily catching your attention and distracting you from all of the red flags that screamed for you not to go forward with whatever you thought up in your head.

and that was the first step in pushing the boundary between you two; still being very close friends but different now with sex in the equation. almost labeled as 'lovers' but not quite since neither of you knew where the other stood emotionally. personally, you were too afraid to ask and bringing in feelings after making it clear that you would remain as friends regardless of the circumstance was just a disaster waiting to happen. you didn't want to ruin what you two had and you could only assume he felt the same way. did you love johnny? yes, of course. were you in love with him? that was a question you'd rather push to the farthest part of your brain right now.

and what better way to distract yourself than with the offer at hand?

you: gimme like 10 mins lol

you: meet up at the usual spot?

john😙: yup yup

john😙: and make sure to wear something reallllll comfortable

john😙: i'll cya soon 🤗

•••

"hey, can i ask you a question?" you asked the man now beside you as the two of you walked to your destination: a park not too far from the both of your homes and essentially being the perfect spot in the middle of the two places. you had both drove your cars there and parked side by side in the parking lot before getting out and walking towards the gated entrance. "i mean you already did but yeah, sure, ask away." johnny replied nonchalantly, turning his head to look over to you.

"do you get some kind of thrill fucking out here in the open? like an exhibitionist or something? couldn't help but notice that we come here way more often to mess around than going to each other's house." you said, stopping in front of the gate. the park itself had certain hours of operation and technically, as of 8pm, it was closed. but it wasn't completely closed off to the public at night just in case anybody wanting to do some night running along the trail. it was easy for you two to get past the gated entrance with a simple push of one side that allowed a slim opening to squeeze through.

johnny let out a chuckle as you went through first before he followed suit. "you ask that now after we've been coming here, what, over the past 3 times? if i'm an exhibitionist, then you're an exhibitionist, too." he said, bumping his hip into the side of your body at the last word, making you stumble a bit. "i mean, technically it's not even that because there isn't anyone around watching us, now is there?" he went on, asking rhetorically as you continued to walk the dirt trail that led to the more forested area within the park. the area was mostly designated for small gatherings with 3 picnic tables in place but people sometimes would use it as a resting area for after a run. obviously it wouldn't be used for its intended purposes right now.

"oh, shut the fuck up." you retorted with a roll of your eyes, attempting to shove his arm as reparation for earlier only for johnny to firmly grab a hold of your wrist before you could reach him. "what? do you want an audience?" he replied, an annoying smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth as he stared you down. you would be lying to yourself if you said the action didn't immediately stir something up within you, especially knowing what was to come, and the thought of someone also catching you in a compromising position while you were out in the open made your whole body warm up and start to tingle. you weren't going to give johnny the satisfaction of knowing that though. "are you going to keep asking me stupid questions or are you going to fuck me like how you've been wanting to?"

the sudden vulgarity from your own question must've stunned him for a second because he didn't move an inch at first, his mouth forming into a tight line as his eyes narrowed and flickered across your face. you were about to say something again, probably another smart-mouthed remark, but before you could his lips crushed hard against your own in a way that almost made you fall backwards if it weren't for the muscular arm wrapping tightly around your waist, holding you up right against him.

your breath caught in your throat, being caught off guard by the sudden action, but your body responded immediately and before you knew it you were kissing johnny back with just as much ferocity. he began walking forward, forcing you to walk backwards until your back came in contact to what you assumed to be a tree, pinning you against its bark while his tongue easily found its way past your parted lips.

johnny brought his other hand up to place it on the side of your face, tilting it to the side to get a better angle as your tongues intertwined before he wrapped his fingers around the front expanse of your throat. you couldn't help but let out a moan at the pressure of his hand around your neck, another slipping out a bit louder when his lips parted from yours briefly only to tilt your head to the side farther and attach themselves onto your neck. a series of bites followed by the trail of his tongue traveling from the lobe of your ear to the dip of your collarbone had you leaning more into his touch and the hand tightening around your neck only muddled whatever thoughts you had further. your bodies were pressed hard against each other now, perfectly placed to where you could feel his dick straining against his jeans and right up against your thigh.

he ground his hips against yours harder, the increasing friction not being directly on your pussy but the proximity making you wet with anticipation the longer he did it. "johnny... enough teasing." you huffed in frustration, your hand pulling at the hair on the nape of his neck and eliciting a groan from him. he pressed his lips back onto yours, biting down on your bottom lip and giving it a tug. "tell me exactly where you want me, princess." he says, voice raspy and in a lower octave sending a chill down your spine. "take a guess..." you muttered sarcastically, glancing between the two of you at your joined hips.

johnny's eyes followed your line of sight and then, suddenly (and much to your dismay) he started backing up and away from your body. you held back the whine that bubbled in your throat and threatened to come out until his hand came down and cupped your pussy through your sweatpants, the thin material doing absolutely nothing to save you from the way his fingers motioned harshly against it. it was almost impossible to hold back the sound as he pressed forward. "little fucking brat. i said tell me, not talk back to me." he growled out, the commanding nature making you press your thighs together only to fail now that his big hand was in the way.

the placement of his palm rubbed deliciously against your clothed clit, causing you to squirm in his grasp. "i'm not just- fuck, please, johnny, right there." you gasped, your body reacting way more at his actions than you'd like. but you just couldn't help it. "begging already? it's just my fingers, they haven't even gotten inside you yet." he teased in a mocking tone but you were too distracted by the circling motion around your clit and the fabric of your sweatpants moving against it to care or retort back. "can you just put it inside already?" you snapped a bit, growing impatient the more he touched you. johnny moved his hand further up and began untying the string of your sweatpants until they were loose enough to tug down to the middle of your thighs along with your underwear. a quick slap to your pussy made you exhale loudly and he slid his fingers down until they made direct contact with your clit, applying enough subtle pressure that made your body jerk forward in response.

"i've barely even started." johnny grunted while lazily moving his fingers in tight, quick circles around the nub. "so needy. you just can't wait, huh? you need my fingers that badly in your pretty pussy, is that all?" he pressed on questioningly, resorting you to a panting mess at his ministrations. when you didn't answer right away he began slowing down his hand movement, your head shaking back and forth quickly in protest. "no? then speak up. use your fucking mouth, tell me what you want."

you swallowed hard at his words, determining that right now was not the best time to be so bratty, now that you were aching for something m. "more. i-i want more. i want your fingers inside me. your dick, too. anything just... please, johnny, don't stop." you rushed out, nearly begging him to continue and he smirked down at you in response before leaning in again for an open-mouthed kiss. only, this time, you couldn't bring yourself to kiss back completely when two of his fingers slipped into your pussy up to his knuckles. "so fucking tight and so wet for me. baby, you're soaking." he mumbled against your lips, his thumb pressed into your clit as his fingers started a rapid scissoring motion inside of you, a silent cry falling from your mouth as you threw your head back onto the tree behind you. your body writhed around, only serving to help push his thick fingers deeper inside as he fucked them into you, his thumb on your clit relentless in its quick back and forth motion.

and through it all, there johnny was taking it you all in. enjoying every second of it with his bottom lip between his teeth. the fingers inside of you suddenly curled up and your walls instinctively clamped down around the digits as they brushed against that spot along your walls that had your toes curling up in your shoes. "wait, wait, wait." your words came stumbling out as your body tensed up, the familiar sensation in your stomach tightening up at an alarming rate but his fingers kept going, even seemingly picking up pace. "gonna cum already?" johnny asked, tauntingly. he could see it in the way that your hips bucked up sporadically, fucking yourself on his fingers, as your eyes screwed shut tightly and your body grew rigid as if you were trying to-

"do not hold back," he ordered, his fingers now thrusting up with a newfound vigor, being pressed into your g-spot repeatedly. "you can cum, i promise it won't be the last."

your eyes snapped open, the muscles in your thighs twitching, and you grabbed ahold of his shoulders for support as you didn't trust your legs to hold up for much longer. "look at me." he said, his free hand coming up to wrap around your throat again, tilting your head up until your half-hooded eyes met his darkened ones. "i said look at me... god, you're so gorgeous. want you to cum for me so bad, baby. you can do it." he cooed while egging you on. the sensations were becoming too much, his fingers fucking you while his thumb pressed into your now throbbing clit and the thing that pushed you over the edge being his hand squeezing tightly around your throat. your pussy fluttered around him as you let out a string of curse words and a wanton moan, body jerking and shaking as you came around his digits.

"that's it... good fucking girl." johnny breathed out, his fingers not letting up, still deep inside of you, while his thumb continued to work you through your orgasm. he pulled them out altogether once you were done, a shiver raking your body from the after shock and the lack of fullness, and he put his fingers into his mouth to suck them clean. you could only watch on with a blissed out expression and slight amusement while you caught your breath. it wasn't new for johnny to make you cum more than once but this time in particular it happened almost embarrassingly fast. almost, if you actually gave a fuck.

while he was preoccupied, and once your body was finally calmed down, you placed a hand over the bulge in the front of his own sweatpants and gave it a firm squeeze. "already?" johnny asked incredulously with a raise of his eyebrow, teasing tone evident in his voice but you couldn't mistake the shake in it. you gave his dick another squeeze, a grunt being heard above you now. "yeah, already." you replied, hooking your thumbs into the side of his sweatpants and his briefs before tugging them hastily down on his thigh enough to where his dick sprang free. you lowered your head down a bit, hovering over his dick in your hands, before opening your mouth to let a collection of spit fall onto it. he moaned out as you let the spit run down the length of his dick before stroking from the base to the tip, rubbing it into his slit.

"you don't have to do that.." johnny says, feeling himself twitch in your grasp at the lewd sight. your eyes flickered towards his own and you locked eyes together. with his attention fully on you, you opened your mouth again while remaining eye contact and let another trail of spit travel from your mouth to his tip. "okay... but i want to." you said, your tongue running flat along the swollen head.

your mouth wrapped around it fully now, tongue flicking over his slit in a languid motion, as his body tensed up. "fuuuck." was all he could utter out, one of his large hands coming down to rest on the top of your head. your eyes fluttered as you looked up at him through your eyelashes, cheeks hollowing as you as you sucked on his head earnestly. "you're so fucking pretty like this," he said after a hitch of his breath, "pretty lips wrapped around me so well. you're so good at this baby, keep going."

this encouraged you to speed up the motion of your hand and began bobbing your head more, your throat opening up to allow more of his dick inside as your hand started a twisting motion around his tip. johnny's once gentle hands were now carded through your hair, gripping at the roots in a harsh tug that had your scalp stinging and your body vibrating. you moaned, swallowing around his dick, and he instinctively started to fuck your mouth in slow, shallow thrusts. this made your thighs press together tightly with a familiar need, suddenly remembering the feeling of the last orgasm that you had. this doesn't go unnoticed by him and he thrusts sharply making you gag before holding your head in place by your chin, the tip of your nose brushing against his happy trail as you deep-throated him. "you like sucking my dick that much that you can get off to it? f-fuck, that's so hot." he said with a shudder, letting your chin go so you could remove yourself from his dick and take several breaths.

johnny was tempted to push back into your mouth, already wanting to feel your tongue working around him again, but the sudden sound of footsteps made him freeze up. "get up." he said suddenly, pulling you up by your arm while your eyebrows knitted in confusion. "wha-" you had started until he placed a hand firmly against your mouth and shuffled the two of you behind the large tree behind you quickly. it was then that you had heard the footsteps approaching as well and you almost stopped breathing, suddenly too aware of how exposed you two were. and to makes things worse, it seemed the pair of feet stopped a few feet away from you by the same picnic tables.

"you gotta be kidding," johnny whispered with a roll of his eyes, clearly irritated by the interruption, "who comes to this part of the park this late?" he questioned to himself and you couldn't help but shake your head trying not to let out a laugh considering what you were just doing. you tugged at his hand for him to remove it from your mouth and he obliged. "yeah, i wonder... should we leave?" you asked quietly and he quickly peeked around the tree at the two, leisurely stretching their legs as they chatted to one another. "well, we can't exactly leave without them noticing us but if you want to..." he answered, starting to slowly tuck himself back into his sweatpants when your hand grasped his wrist stopping him. "w-what if i don't? what if we don't stop?" you said quickly, avoiding his gaze now but you could still feel his eyes burning into you. and you could almost hear the smirk in his voice as he said "then turn around and bend over for me."

you slowly followed his instruction, trying to make as little noise as possible, until you were met with the bark of the tree. you could hear him shuffling behind you a bit and you curiously turned your head to look at him only for him to let out a "tsk" as his hand moved your chin to face the tree again. "someone has to keep watch and make sure we don't get caught." johnny said, his hand now smoothing over your back to make your body lower as you arched into him. "fuck, yeah, stay just like that. remember to keep your eyes forward." he added, giving his dick a couple of strokes as he used the other hand to knead the flesh of your ass firmly. his thumb lowered to your pussy, parting your lips lips a bit, before languidly rubbing the slit with the his tip. you bit down hard on your bottom lip to force yourself not to whimper as loudly as he prodded at your entrance before slowly sinking in. not that he didn't think you could take it- he just knew exactly what to do to drive you crazy, to keep you wanting more. everything he did to your body was with with a purpose, right now being no different than any time.

johnny bottomed out inside of you, sharp hips connecting to the cheeks of your ass as he let out a sigh of content. despite your body already feeling like it was about to give out, you willed yourself to take a peek around the tree to see if the people were still there. unfortunately, they had even took a seat to take a rest now as they continued to talk idly and you felt a little bit nervous as risky as this already was. pulling you out of your thoughts instantly, however, johnny pulled back before sharply thrusting forward again making you let out a small yelp and you immediately slapped a hand over your mouth. it had to have been loud enough because in your peripheral their heads had turned towards the direction of the tree briefly and you moved your head away just in time so they didn't see you.. "johnny!" you hissed, trying to make yourself sound threatening but it sounded more like a plea. he let out a low chuckle, bending forward so his chest was now pressed against your back making his dick now press impossibly deep inside of your pussy. your knees buckled together growing weak but he put an arm around your mid-section to keep you hoisted up.

"all you have to do is be quiet, what's so hard about that?" johnny said directly into your ear with a growl as he rutted into you. the conversation of the people seemed to have continued on as they opted to ignore the noise and you were very grateful for it. "you must really want to get caught. is that it? you want someone to catch you getting fucked like a slutty little bitch, out in the open?" he rasped, the degrading words making your walls clench down on him hard as you swallowed thickly. he was so deep inside of you, stretching you out to the point where you felt like you'd be split open and you had to force your head not to drop down just in case you still needed to play look-out. "n-no, don't wanna get caught..." you tried to protest, a little moan slipping out once he stood up again and his rutting turned into more powerful thrusts now. the sound of skin slapping against skin was undeniable and your face couldn't help but heat up in embarrassment at the fact that the people around the tree that covered you would know exactly what was going on. you could hear the pregnant pause in conversation, most likely listening in closely to make out what noises they were hearing, and your body tensed up as you held your breath.

johnny was too lost in you to care now, only worried about the way your pussy gripped him and kept pulling him in as he pulled out and thrusted back into you again. the way you tried to hold back every sound he was coaxing out of you only made him want to fuck it out of you more. maybe this was a kink of his, amongst other things, as he recalls your question from earlier. footsteps could be heard from around the tree again and johnny paused for a moment until he realized that they seemed to be going in the opposite direction from their location and away from the two of you. "they definitely heard you, you know," he sneered, "there's no way they couldn't have." he gripped your hips tightly as he started back up thrusting into you harder and you finally let out a loud, drawn out moan. "even now you can't shut the fuck up. so whiny. here, make yourself useful." he said, pressing his fingers past your lips and into your mouth and you eagerly began sucking on them, stifling all of the sounds you were making. once they were slick enough, he removed them from your mouth with a wet and audible 'pop' before bringing them down and slapping them against your clit hard.

your head pressed into the tree as you tried to grip it with your hands to the best of your ability, using it as some type of support as you fucked your self back onto him. "please, please, please, please, please." you babbled in repetition, still sensitive from earlier and now even more aroused with almost getting caught, the lewd squelching of your bodies connecting being the evidence of that. you didn't even know what you were pleading for but, in response, johnny quickened the pace of his thrusts to a piston as his fingers rubbed, and slapped, and rolled against your clit in quick succession.

it came without warning this time, your orgasm violently causing your body to twitch and your pussy to flutter and clamp down on johnny's dick with a vice grip. and with his hand still working your clit and him pounding into you, the feeling was prolonged, tears brimming your eyes at the overstimulation. "tell me where to cum." he groaned, clearly reaching his breaking point as his thrusts began to slow and get sloppy. you threw your head back before turning your head to look at him behind you, the fucked out expression on your face causing him to reel. "inside, johnny. please cum in me." your words slurred together, feeling drunk on just the feeling of him still filling you up.

he grunted, eyebrows furrowing as his own body tensed up at your request. "whatever you want." he moaned out, a few more hard thrusts into your dripping pussy before he stilled deep inside of you with his dick twitching. you moaned out softly, feeling the warmth spread into your lower abdomen and seep out a bit once he dragged himself out of your pussy slowly. the two of you didn't waste much time after that to pull your pants back on, fixing yourselves before hurriedly making your way back through the park and out of the gate as quick as your wobbly legs could take you.

once you were back at your car, you turned to him and shook your head in slight disbelief. "on a scale of 1 to 10, how wild was that of us to do?" you asked. johnny ran a hand through his hair, shooting you a smile that glinted with mischief. "i don't know but we definitely have to do that again." he answered with a quirk of his eyebrow, making you roll your eyes. "you're a freak, you know that?" you scoffed light-heartedly as you made your way to the driver side of your car. "but i'm your freak," he retorted back quickly, the statement making you nearly freeze in place and want to squirm from the mere implication of said words. "plus, what are best friends for?".

surely not anything like this.

•••

[asskickedbygirl]

would you tell us what you’re working on and when they might be published? sorry if im asking too much here, no pressure <3

also i just want to say, i think you’re a really incredible writer. you’re so good at characterisation and genuinely im so excited to see how you improve with your skill and see your future work. please keep up the amazing writing :)

wow thank you so much!!! sorry i haven't published anything in a while but i promise i haven't given up yet!! i really love writing and am always seeking out how to improve and you saying im good at characterisation has fr made my day!! like i have a very solid character for each guy in my head from the amount of content i consume so im glad someone views them the same as me lmfao

i have a few ideas that i haven't written yet so here are some of them.

jess fic: its a long bsfs to lovers one with a lot of angst and some smut too. should be coming out tomorrow or tuesday!

ville x reader: honestly not too sure of plot yet so feel free to send requests for ideas cos i def wanna write one

haven't got a plan for radio bam ep 5 mainly cos i haven't listened in a good while so i may pick it back up again if i have any more ideas (feel free to send)

i have a lot of requests but im not sure if im feeling any atm... if you have any pls send them on like i won't guarantee that ill write them but if there are any good ones ill definitely write them for you! also if there are any reqs you sent that you really want me to write just send another req and i might write it im just a little swarmed lol. i really love getting reqs and messages so send them on whenever <3

[thatpunkmaximoff]

[Book 1 of 4]

Story: 5 out of 5 Smut: 4 out of 5

I knew this book was going to be good when Alex admitted being into BDSM lmao.

But for real, the only thing I expected when picking up this book was some relationship drama. I got that, plus some family drama that left my jaw hanging open (looking at you, Mr. Chen). I had an inkling about Alex's family drama, and I hated being proven right. It sucked and I'm glad everyone in the wrong got what they deserved.

As for the main couple, wow. My heart was absolutely broken. I loved seeing them get together, but when reality set in and some things were said.. I cried. Poor Ava.

They do get their happily ever after, but I have a feeling the drama is nowhere near over. On to book 2!

Now enjoy my ramblings..

* Jesus. Her shirt was see through and Alex didn’t even tell her until she had to get off somewhere.

* “You’re not my type, even if you weren’t Josh’s sister.” — Ouch.

* Well.. Alex is into BDSM 😏

* So Josh is entrusting his sister’s well-being to Alex because he knows his friend will never fuck her? This is going to go swimmingly, isn’t it? 😂

* She compared him to Voldemort. Oh no lmao.

* Woo. Alex is pissed! He did not like finding Ava in a black skimpy lace getup with another dude in the room 😏

* Damn. He really threatened her friend like that, huh. Harsh.

* Operation Emotion is not going to end well 😬

* “Don’t play with me unless you want to get hurt.” — SIR! You cannot say that after we all know what you’re into behind closed doors.

* Lmfao 🤣 Ava’s mind being in the gutter when Alex had her innocently straddling one of this thighs..

* Shared bed trope.. 😏 Alex finding out Ava has night terrors.. 🥺

* Nooooo lmfao. She woke up with her hand on his dick. I can’t 🤣🤣🤣

* This fucking parrot lol

* Alex beating the shit out of Liam.. yes 🙌🏻

* Wtf.. her mom pushed her into the lake as a kid?

* And now I’m crying as she unloads her past to Alex and how she feels about it all 😭

* Madeline, you jealous twat!

* Oh shit. They kissed. And he rejected her. Harshly. Fuckkkk.

* Wow. A celibate Alex is a dick 😂 At least he’s happy now after seeing Ava and scaring the shit out of her boss.

* The swimming lesson turned naughty. I knew this was going to happen 😏

* Jesus Christ. That sex marathon.. 🥵

* I’m a fan of his possessiveness and him railing her while taking an important call 😂

* Jesus. In the student health center? Alex is a horndog lmao.

* Wait.. wtf? Her dad!? Her dad was the one who tried to kill her!!!

* This dude is a fucking asshole!

* Josh is back! And he decked his father in the face 😂 Now to get on to him finding out his best friend is banging his sister 👀

* Why do I get the feeling her telling him she loves him is going to cause a strain? 🥺

* Why don’t I trust Alex’s uncle? He knows Ava’s name. He knows she’s distracting Alex. Is he going to do something?

* Wtf did his uncle do?! Did he have something to do with the murder of his family?! Fuck this dude.

* Late to dinner and jealous. And lying about the phone. Smh, Alex. I was rooting for you.

* Oh fuck. He was only in with the Chen’s because he was plotting their downfall? Noooooo. Ava is gonna be so heartbroken.

* And I called it! I knew the uncle was sketchy as shit. Fuck that dude.

* He had the girls kidnapped?! What a fucking asshole. But wait, isn’t Bridget the princess? Where the fuck is her bodyguard?

* Fuckkkkk. And now my heart is broken for Ava. Everything Alex had to say.. ugh 😩

* ..and now I’m crying. I hate it here.

* Two months later.. I never trust these time skips anymore.

* God I love Bridget lol

* “Your enemies are my enemies, your friends are my friends, and if you wanted, I would burn down the world for you.” - Aww. He’s an adorable psycho 🥰

* So you tell me he resigned as CEO and then hit me with that “one year later” bs. Fuck.

* He sang! Oh my god 😩

* They’re together! Fucking finally.

* Blackmail on a future Queen? For fuck’s sake, Alex 😂

* I’ll never look at an apple orchard the same way ever again 👀

[sirenascales]

Hiya! I should definitely start this by saying that I love, LOVE your works ahh. <33 I’m so glad you opened the anon bc I’m shy af when it comes to requesting🥺

I don’t know if you write for him but if you do, I’d like to request a fully NSFW dom!Kunikida x fem!Reader fic with the prompts “You want me to give you your notebook back? You’ll have to make me.” coming from the reader and “You better shut that pretty little mouth before I put it to work, doll.” from Kunikida, I thought it could be fun 😈👀 dominant Kunikida who angry-fucks makes me go weak at the knees

You can include any kinks you want, I’m OK with anything, I’m even more OK with choking and degrading kinks so yeah😇

Thank you so much if you ever decide to write it, if you’re uncomfortable feel free to ignore <3

note: so... this turned out... a bit different? lmfao im sorry, i hope this is still okay. I really just couldn't make him super aggressive or like super kinky? I really don't see him being like that... definitely a bit soft dom-y but thats about it 😩 still, i liked how this turned out and i hope you do too!

warnings: nsfw, smut, smallest bit of angst,

-> Taking Kunikida's notebook hostage. 18+

You could tell by the twitch in Kunikida's eye that he was livid. Beyond pissed off. He was already four minutes behind for his commute to work, yet he couldn't leave. Why? You were basically holding his precious notebook hostage, holding it tightly to your chest as you stared at him defiantly.

Kunikida took a deep breath through his nose, closing his eyes briefly in an attempt to calm himself. "Please, give me my notebook."

"No."

His teeth clenched. "Give me my notebook."

"You want me to give you your notebook back? You’ll have to make me," were the words you spoke next, your lips curling up when Kunikida's face goes completely blank, his green eyes just boring into you.

"I'm going to ask you one more time," his tone is even, though still with the bit of edge that had a chill going up your spine. "Please, give me the notebook. I am already late for work."

That struck a very deep nerve inside of you, your chest blooming with anger as you snarled at him. "Work, work, work! It's all about your fucking job! Well, you're not getting your notebook back, so suck it!"

As you turned on your heel and stormed away from Kunikida, he watched you with wide eyes, his mouth slightly opened as he is hit with a suddenly realization. He saw the hurt which flashed in your eyes before you walked away, and that made him surge forward to follow you, right into your bedroom.

He knew exactly what you were doing by acting like a brat and talking back to him. You were purposely trying to instigate a reaction from him, to make him act, and he was more than inclined to do so.

"What are you still doing here?" you asked, a bite to your voice as you glared at him. Kunikida closed the bedroom door and you watched as he slipped his glasses off his face, setting them down carefully on their rightful place on the nightstand. "Don't you have a job to do? I'm sure Dazai is waiting."

Kunikida is silent as you continued to huff and puff, keeping his eye on his notebook still held against your chest. He slipped off his vest, hanging it on its hanger and putting it away. He he started to looses up the red ribbon around his collar and you just furrowed your eyebrows at him, taking a few steps back as he finally approached you.

"You- What are you-" His large hand is then suddenly clamping over your mouth, successfully shutting you up as he leaned down to stare straight into your wide eyes.

"You better shut that pretty little mouth before I put it to work, doll."

Another chill goes down your spine, your grip on the notebook finally loosening up and it begins to fall. Kunikida skillfully catches it, quickly holding it up high as you suddenly leap forward in an attempt to grab it.

"No! Give it back!" you yelled almost desperately, and the look that Kunikida fixes you with makes you freeze in place.

"You are in no position to make orders here, doll," he says to you, setting down his notebook on the dresser before turning back to you. "You wanted my attention, right? Now you got it. Take off your clothes and get on the bed."

You couldn't contain your glee, a huge megawatt smile growing on your face as you did as told. You couldn't ever defy him, not when he was like this. It made your heart race, skin tingling with anticipation.

It felt so good to finally feel Kunikida's warm skin on yours, to feel his strong hands hold you, claim you, as his. He wasn't rough with you, no, but as always, you were pliant under him. Always so reactive to his touch, his fingers expertly pinching your nipples, making you moan deeply against his lips as he kisses you deeply.

You missed him so much.

You clung onto him tightly, taking his kisses in earnest, and soon his cock as he finally, finally pushes himself inside of you, moaning deeply together with you.

"Shit," he curses while you whine, your head tilted back against the pillow as he slowly started thrusting in and out of you. He took your hands from his shoulders, his fingers lacing with yours as he held them down against the bed. As he continued to slap his hips against yours, fucking you hard and deep like you deserve, the sun shining from the window reflected off the rings you each had on your respective ring fingers.

"D-Doppo..." you moaned his name deeply, whimpering which each thrust he made into your heat, the pleasure he never fails to bring you making your mind go hazy. All you could feel was him, after what seemed to be so long.

You've been so lonely, your husband so caught up with work. He would come home late, and too tired to do much with you. You will always love him for how dedicated he is but... you were a priority too. You had to do something to finally have his attention back on you. What better way was there than to take his notebook? It obviously worked.

He was holding you so close to him, making love to you, his wife. It's what you deserved, and he knew that, and he knew that he has been neglecting you, taking your love for granted. It was shameful of him, really, but he planned to make it up to you.

But first...

"Come on," he grunted, sitting upright before he pulled you up, making you straddle his lap. You wrapped your arms around him tightly, his hands finding purchase on your hips as you started to ride him. You matched your thrusts with his, tossing your head back when he presses a thumb to your clit, rubbing it in tight circles. "Come on, need you to cum..."

"I love you," you cried out, looking at him with blown out, teary eyes, your lips swollen and plump. Kunikida couldn't resist kissing you again.

It didn't take much longer for your orgasm to finally wash over your body, your mouth wide open in a silent scream as your body tensed up, toes curling and your mind going blank for a second. Kunikida continued to fuck you through your orgasm, soon coming to his own release. He didn't think twice before cumming deep inside of you, his face pressed against your chest as he cursed and grunted repeatedly.

You fell back on the bed after Kunikida pulled out of you, heaving as you tried to catch your breath. Kunikida fell on his back beside you, equally tuckered out, his face sheening with sweat.

"Wow..." you whispered before covering your mouth, giggling softly.

Kunikida just sighed beside you, turning his head to look at you fondly, and apologetically. "I've been a terrible husband."

Your mouth fell open. You didn't want him to think that! "Wait... no-"

"I've been neglecting you. For that, I am terribly sorry." Kunikida just continued on and you just shook your head quickly, moving your hands to cover his mouth.

"You are not a terrible husband," you told him firmly before pulling your hands. You both frowned. "I just... I missed you a lot. I know you are dedicated to your work and I love you so much for that but... I don't know, it just made me feel like I wasn't... a priority..."

Kunikida's entire body stiffened, his mouth falling open. "H-how does that not make me a terrible husband?"

"Because!" you exclaimed, waving your hands a bit wildly. "You aren't! Every day I wake up so proud to be your wife! I just... had a moment of insecurity..." You chewed on your bottom lip, knowing that you probably weren't making sense. But it was how you truly felt, and you wanted to be honest with him.

He seemed to understand it, Kunikida nodding his head before he sat up, looking around the room. "I need my phone..."

You blinked. "For what?"

"I'm taking time off," Kunikida answered and your jaw dropped. "My wife needs her husband now," he continues, glancing at you with a small smile. "Plus, we need to have a conversation about this, so something like this won't happen again."

You smiled back at him. "So your notebook won't be held hostage?" you teased, giggling when his eyebrow twitched.

"Yes. Exactly."

You giggled again, leaning forward and pressing a sweet kiss on his cheek. "I love you."

"I love you too."

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