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bloo-fanfics · 8 days

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HOHOHO hi there darling, I saw that you write for mystic messanger and ahhh~ I'm so glad. That games got me in a LITTERAL chokehold the last few days I Litteraly can't focus on anything else beside it...haha anyways onto the request

I read your rules and everything so I think I'm good to go

I was thinking

Zen x reader first kiss maybe imagine or headcanons or whatever youre more comfy with

Anyways love you don't forget to eat and drink (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)⁠✧⁠*⁠。

Zen x reader (gn) — First kiss.

Aww you’re so sweet, and I can do both since I don’t have anything else to do atm!! Also I didn’t know if you wanted it to be fem or masc reader so it’s gn! And I didn’t know if you meant reader/Zen’s first kiss or the first kiss in the relationship, so I just made it so it was the first kiss in the relationship, but if you meant smth else lmk and I’ll re-write it! Sorry that it’s a bit short, if you wanted it to be longer I could write more!

- I would think Zen wouldn’t be very shy about kissing you, even if it’s your first kiss (in the relationship..)

- I feel like the first thing Zen would do almost immediately after you officially got together—would be kissing you. But ofc he would wait until you’re ready to cause he loves you and don’t wanna make you uncomfy.

- Yk how he’s always flirty in his route? I feel like he would try to make it less.. obvious that he wanted to kiss you but still flirts with you to the point of HINTING that he wants to.

- If you don’t catch onto it, he wouldn’t hesitate to tell you straight, and would even tease you if you got flustered.

- But overall I feel like he’d be very patient and wouldn’t want to rush you if you wanted to wait until you felt the moment was right. <3

You and Zen were currently laying down on the grass, watching as the stars twinkled and shimmered, pointing at every odd shape some of them formed. He had invited on you on a picnic, in the place he would hide away to, he thought what better than to be there, no one to interrupt, just you and him with the crickets in the background.

It was nice, not having to worry about Zen’s fans following you both around and pestering you. It was also nice to not have the chaos of RFA, just the two of you. Nothing more than the sound of crickets chirping every now and then, and the slight breeze that rustled the grass. To Zen, it was perfect. Just laying with you, all alone with only the stars as your witness.

Zen turned to you, his gaze loving as he reached to caress your face.

“Hey?” You giggled, turning on your side so now you were face-to-face with him.

“Hey.” He smiled warmly at you, wrapping his arm around you and pulling you closer.

You two stayed there for a moment or two, maybe longer, but you didn’t know. All you knew is that you were laying there, safe and comfortable. The only light there was the small lamp Zen had brought, which perfectly illuminated your face. To him, you looked absolutely stunning, perfect in his eyes.

His gaze which was once set on your eyes, moved down to your soft lips. You two haven’t kissed once in the relationship, but he was just waiting for you to be ready.

While you were waiting for the perfect moment.

There was no rushing this pure night, holding each other so close, that it felt impossible to be even closer.

You turned your head slightly, gazing up at the stars and the moon. “The moon.. it looks beautiful, doesn’t it?” You asked with a smile, gazing back into his crimson eyes.

“Never as beautiful as you.” He teased, but he wasn’t smirking—he was genuinely smiling.

Your face flushed, and with a huff, you shifted your gaze back to the sky.

“Hey..” he cooed, grabbing your chin gently so you would look back at him “you know I love you, right?”

Right then and there, your heart fluttered, and it felt as if a million butterflies were swarming in a tornado-like way inside of your stomach.

“Yeah..” was what you managed to reply, then whispering a “..I love you too.”

He smiled at you once more, his gaze trailing back to your lips. Oh how badly he wanted to kiss you, and you noticed. You noticed how he looked at your lips for a moment too long before flickering back to your eyes, but you took it as he might be a bit sleepy, and thought nothing of it.

Zen wanted to get frustrated, he wanted to be closer to you, but he just couldn’t. He wanted to be patient with you, he didn’t want you to run from him because he was rushing or being too pushy. But he just couldn’t stop himself from asking.

“Can I kiss you?”

Your entire face flushed bright red, as your eyes darted back to his. “What?” you uttered, thinking maybe you heard him wrong.

But this only made him even more determined.

“I said,” he murmured, reaching to caress your face in his hands. His hands felt soft against your skin, as if they were meant to hold you. “Can I kiss you?”

“I..” you were too flustered to speak, heart pounding in your chest—so loudly you thought he might hear it. It wasn’t for a while that you finally managed to give a shy nod, and that’s all it took for Zen.

Zen quickly leaned in, eager to feel his lips against yours, impatient to kiss you. He smiled when you let out a surprised squeak, but returned his kiss after a few moments. He pulled away, slowly and reluctantly, he felt his heart swell at the sight of you.

Your cheeks were flushed, and you were breathing a bit heavily from how flustered you were. It wasn’t long before he leaned back in, and kissed you once again.

It was perfect, you and him, kissing under the moonlight with no fangirls in sight, and no one there to bother you. Just Zen and his lovely partner, kissing under the blanket of stars.

(A/N) : I got so excited when I saw something in my inbox more like when I got the notification and I wanted to say thank you sm for requesting this! It was really fun to write, and if you want me to fix anything just say the word and I’ll make any adjustments you want! Sorry for writing so much in an author’s note, it’s just this is the first ask I’ve gotten and I’m really happy about it. :)

Also it’s proofread! I made sure to double check for spelling errors and grammar mistakes, so if I missed something hopefully I didn’t lmk! Also lmk if you want me to change smth in it, but overall tysm for requesting this.

#hyun ryu #zen x reader #fluff

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bloo-fanfics · 3 months

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can i please request any of the marauders (dealers choice) with a shy quiet reader who’s just a little lonely, and doesn’t quite understand why he (the marauder) wants to be her friend but he just follows her like a lost puppy! if not totally cool- also it can be romantic i don’t mind but i just love the way you write the boys they’re so perfect

definitely did not use this request as an opportunity for MAJOR projection... of course not. Not sure if he's as openly needy as you were wanting, but I hope this is okay! Thanks for requesting hunny! shy!reader x flirty friend!Sirius Black

cw: drinking, smoking, kinda mean friends

1.4k words

Much to your dismay, your drink didn’t look any more interesting than the last twenty times you stared into it. Still, it was better than letting your eyes roam around the party and looking as lost as you felt. The friends you had come with ran off about thirty minutes ago, pulling attractive strangers onto the floor to dance. You were sat on the microfiber settee, swirling your drink and playing with the frays on your jeans. The jeans that your friends had stuffed you into, claiming they ‘make your ass look fantastic.’

Unfortunately, the effort was for naught, because you had been sitting down the whole night. The whole room was a mix of sounds, loud laughter, cups toppling over, the thump of the music from the stereo. You scanned the room, trying to see if there was anyone you recognized, you didn’t have to even look over for someone to call your name.

“Y/N, love! I didn’t know you were here!” You looked up to see Sirius Black bounding towards you, not having any time to process before you were being hauled up into a hug. He was holding you far too tight to be socially acceptable, considering how you didn’t really know each other that well.

You had met at a party similar to this, one of your friends had a thing going on with someone in their group. Since then, it seemed like anytime he clapped eyes on you, he pulled you onto his arm.

“Hi, Sirius.” You said quietly, still having the air squeezed out of you by the tattooed boy. He smelled like strong, clean cologne, tinged with musk, hair product, and makeup. It wasn't bad, actually kind of nice. He pulled back, but didn’t let go of you. You noticed he was far too pretty to be fair, smokey and sparkly liner rimming his eyes, high cheekbones topped with glitter that shimmered in the colorful lights, and dark, glossy lipstick, slightly smudged and blotted from his cup. He always looked his best at parties, but he took your breath away extra tonight, maybe because you hadn’t had enough to drink, too scared to run out and go up yourself for a refill.

“What’re you doing, sitting here all by yourself, you goose.” He playfully scolded, finally letting his arms drop from around you.

“My friends ran off, I was trying to get drunk.” You laughed pitifully. He was looking at you with enough intensity to make your ears burn. He peered between the two of you to look at your cup of beer.

“Oh you poor thing, you’re never gonna get drunk enough on that. Come with me, let me fix you up.” He grabbed your free hand and dragged you over to the drinks table, you felt bad pulling him away from the people he came with.

“Aren’t your friends gonna worry? I don’t wanna steal you” You said, setting your red cup down to pick at your nails.

“Let them worry. Besides, I’d let you steal me any day, dollface.” He winked at you, making heat rush through your body. “Anyway, let me make you a drink.” He picked up a bottle of red juice. “The key is, stay away from things that taste nasty.” He acted like he was teaching a class. “If you want to be drunk, you have to not suffer while you’re drinking.” He poured the fruit punch into another red cup, before grabbing a bottle of tequila and pouring a hefty amount in with it. He swirled the drink before handing it to you.

“Thank you.” You said, looking at your shoes.

“Anytime.” He smirked at you. You hid your face in your drink, taking a tentative sip. It tasted mostly like fruit punch, with a tinge of warmth as it went down your throat.

“This is dangerous.” You laughed nervously. “It’s really good, thank you.” You were smiling so shyly and sweetly at him he thought he could cry.

“No need to thank me.” He shook his head like you were being silly. You looked over to see his usual tribe, smiling and laughing. Your heart burned, wishing you had a group like that. You liked the friends you had come with, but they treated you more like a pity project than anything else, it was embarrassing. Sirius was probably doing the same with you.

“Well, don’t let me keep you. I’m gonna go outside for a smoke.” You started to turn on your heel towards the patio.

“They’ll be okay, I promise. Let me keep you at least.” He pleaded. “I could use a smoke too.” He caught up to walk beside you.

“Only if you want to.” You said, barely looking at him.

“Can’t think of anythin’ I’d rather do.” You didn’t miss the way his eyes roved appreciatively over your form, making you want to hide and show off to him all at once. He held the door open for you, both of you sighing as the cool air hit your overheated bodies.

“Thank you.” You muttered again.

“Lose the pleasantries, babydoll. It’s just me.” He shook his head like you were being silly while he pulled out a pack of cigs, handing one to you before sticking another in his painted mouth.

“I don’t wanna take your stuff.” You said, ashamedly. You were already causing him enough trouble, pulling him from his friends, making him babysit and play bartender, now stealing his substances. You were quickly working your way to mooch status.

He spoke around the unlit stick in his mouth. “You’re not taking, I’m giving. Now c’mere.” He pulled you by your arm, wrapping his hand around your baggy jacket. He grabbed the cigarette from your hand. “Open,” He said, unusually quiet. You scrunched your eyebrows in confusion, making him laugh. “Open your mouth, silly.”

“Oh,” You said, complying with his odd request. He placed the cigarette on your lips, letting you close your mouth around the filter. You thought your heart jumped into your throat as he stepped closer, cupping his hand around the side and flicking his lighter on, lighting the end of your cig for you. You could feel your pants turn to ash on the spot.

“There you go.” He whispered, stepping away to light his own. Your brain short circuited, struggling to process the last few seconds. You took a drag of your cigarette before taking it out of your mouth.

“Thank you.” You looked at your shoes again.

“Bad girl, what did I just tell you?” He laughed loudly. You took a deep breath.

“You don’t have to do this, you know.” You whispered, cheeks flaming. He blew smoke out of his nose, face pinched in confusion. “Babysit me, I mean. I know you just feel bad cus’ I was sitting by myself.” You picked at the lint on your coat. He looked offended, making you want to pass out on the spot.

“I’m gonna let you in on a secret.” He said, hushedly. “It seems you don’t realize it, but I’m mean.” You must’ve looked as confused as you felt, because he kept going. “I’m not really very nice, I don’t do things for the sake of others, not like it seems you think I do. So, I’m not doing this for your sake, I’m doing this for mine.” He smirked at you, his sharp canines glinting in the moonlight.

“I don’t believe that.” You looked him in the eye for the first time that night.

“And I don’t believe that anyone would pass up the opportunity to be with you, but here we are.” He smiled at you. “Now, if you’ll let me, I would like to spend my time with the person I really want to see. My other friends will be fine, trust me. They’re probably thanking their lucky stars I’m finally leaving them alone, actually.” He wrapped his hand around your wrist, pulling you into his side and swinging an arm over your shoulders.

“Okay.” You said, looking at your shoes again, voice barely louder than a mouse. He shook his head again.

“You’re so fucking cute, you’re gonna be the death of me.” He chuckled, leaning over to press a kiss to your cheek. You let your fingers swipe the area gently.

They came away with his pretty burgundy lipstick staining them.

#sirius black x reader #fluff

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bloo-fanfics · 3 months

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Bestie, I'm falling so hard for Zen, it's not even funny/lh/hj

May I.......request the fluff alphabet with him??? Perhaps with a fem!reader, but if not, GN!Reader is fine :)

ZEN hes v lovely v lovely yesyes

i wrote this on my laptop so i copied the alphabet over, so its not the exact wording!

hope you enjoy <3

- mod kokichi

zen x F! reader

fluff alphabet

cws : mild spoilers!

A - attractive, what do they find attractive about the other?

he likes your smile !! every time you smile he feels his chest tighten slightly, its so sweet, so pretty. if you ever tease him or prank him, the second he sees your smile and laugh softly he forgets his light hearted annoyance instantly

B - baby, do they want a family? why / why not?

he does! but not soon, he wants to fully set himself up as an actor and everything, and even then he'd like to try for children round his schedule so he can be with you and care for the child often as well !! equally if you cant or dont want children he's okay, he considers the two of you to already be a family

C - cuddle, how do they cuddle?

goes on a dramatic monologue about the beast and it getting free if you hug him too tight or in a certain way, stutters when you ignore him and hug him anyway

he likes holding you <33 or you on his chest! when it's too hot he just slings an arm around you, or holds your hand, grumbling that its too hot if you try to flop on top of him but letting you anyway

D - dates, what are dates with them like?

a lot of the typical movie dates. funfair dates, yknow those types. when he gets more well known its secretly hiding away from fans and the (annoying and stupid grr grr) paparazzi. he takes you to pretty places to just sit, or to dinner, or even just to watch a play or movie!

E - everything , you are my ...

"you are my darling / world" is common !

F- feelings, when did they know they were in love

he knew he liked you in the messenger

he knew he loved you when he was shakingly running to seven to demand the address

G - gentle, are they gentle? how so

incredibly gentle! every touch is careful, sweet, soft

H - hands, do they like to hold hands

YES he loves holding your hand, hes constantly holding it

he does the thing where he grabs it and puts it in his coat pocket to keep it warm

I - impression, what was their first impression

he thought you were fun :) you seemed honest, sweet, kind, and he liked that, you had so much life to you

J - jealousy - do they get jealous

YES LMAO very jealous, especially if you start giving the rfa boys attention, or jumin. he denies it of course, and you tease him about it

he finds it cute if you get jealous, hugging you tightly while he assures you he's yours

K - kiss, how do they kiss?

innocent quick pecks before he goes on stage, or as a welcome, or soft presses against your cheek or head as he walks past you

more passionate ones when he's missed you, when he's had an amazing performance,, he's always sweet, taking a bit of control yes, but letting you led the direction

also hand kisses yknow

L - love, who said i love you first

i think he did? and the second you say it his heart. melts right then and there, and he wants to just grab you and hold you for the rest of his life, he's tempted to propose then and there

M - memory, favourite memory

that one time he was a bit later then expected, not massively late? but still late

you were sitting on the sofa waiting, phone in hand, but the second he opened the door you practically threw it to the floor to jump into his arms.

something about your bright smile and energy at seeing him, covering his face with kisses, made him feel so... loved? hes used to empty buildings, your love and patience was something he wasnt used to

youre gonna make him cry fr

N - nickle, do they spoil? buy the person they love everything?

well. again, not exactly rich

but he takes a note of things you reeeally want! he saves them on a list for your birthday, or random surprises here and there

he often buys you flowers or jewelry though! little things that reminded him of you, your favourite drink, that kinda stuff

O - orange, what colour reminds them of their other half

any colour you seem to wear a lot plus your eye colour <3

P - pet names

"jagiya~" - darling / babe is his go to tbh, but he slips into my love, sweetie, beautiful at times, he calls you 'my pretty girl' as well

when he's talking about you on tv or something he often call you 'my darling (name)' !

"my sweet wife (name)" one day

Q - quaint, favourite non modern thing

am i stupid or was there not something ab seven having to set up his phone because he has no clue how? him 🤝 jumin - > struggling

umum he likes those old music players? gramo phones?? and books, sometimes

R - rainy day, what does he do on a rainy day

complain.

if you're busy hes just hovering around you until you're free, he doesnt want to go out, he'd rather crash on the sofa and watch a movie with you

if he does then he's shivering dramatically when hes back, muttering something about if he could catch colds he would definitely have one

since he never gets sick, he gives you his coat, or lifts it above you if you have no umbrella

S - sad, how do they cheer themselves / others up

it depends. if its something like yoosung whining about his exams then its almost tough love? hes honest about it, telling the other haed advice they need but in a loving way

something more serious and hes softer about it, and regardless he's willing to let you or anyone cry on his shoulder, (or get drunk)

for him? he either throws himself into his work or exercise or he goes to you :)

T - talk, what do they like to talk about

himself

his recent shows and shows hes seen! or just whatever topics come up

he asks you a lot of questions about yourself as well, giving you opportunities to speak about you if you'd like

U - unencumbered, what helps them relax?

script reading, so long as its not in a rush,, listening to music, working out, watching shows, spending time with you, that kinda stuff :)

V - vaunt, what do they like to show off?

well, his looks and skills for one, hes proud of his body and face, happy with his acting skills

but also you! he likes showing off that youre his lover

W - wedding, when how where do they propose

he questions if you'd like to get married, just to double check. he calls you future wife a few times, watching you flush and smile at the name.

he also wants to attempt to patch things up with his family first, he wants to really be in a good place to make a good husband for you

judging by the merch his outfit looks kinda casual? so i think he does it somewhere private, just the two of you after a date, he holds your hands and gets a bit of stage fright but boldly asks you

"will you marry me?"

X - xylophone, whats their song?

im not sure im sorry :( i think he likes pop songs and like jazz kinda stuff though!!

Y - yes, do they think of marriage

yes! the idea of calling you his wife and you calling him your husband makes his heart flutter, or to wake up every day with you sleeping next to him, or come home to you flinging your arms round him while you whine because he was late is lovely to him

Z - zebra - what pet do they want

dog! or a parrot or bird, he doesnt have a lot of space though so likely the dog

he takes him for walks a lot, or for runs! i can see him enjoying the extra work out while spending time with the puppy

#hyun ryu #fluff

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bloo-fanfics · 3 months

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sugardaddysiriusblacksugardaddysiriusblacksugardaddysiriusblack

Oh, sluttiest man alive. No doubt.

News flash: Sirius Black hates his family. So when he inherited the Black fortune every penny ached in his pockets. However, it is so substantial that even in his later years he was still not through it. Barely a dent.

And spending it on pretty things for a pretty young thing? It’s a dream come through, both ways.

Okay so he’s maybe mid 30s (not really daddy status yet i knoooow) but he saunters around in luxurious suits and he’s decorated his body in the prettiest of tattoos. And he just gets his eyes on you, and has to have you.

He asks you out, inviting you to his mansion for “dinner and a show”. The ‘show’ is actually just watching him as he cooks, but you won’t complain. At the end of the night his chauffeur drives you home.

When your relationship is a little more established he’ll most definitely buy you lingerie. At first he’d just hand you a pretty paper bag, sporting a cheeky grin, and wait to see your flustered reaction. But then he’d bring you to the store. If you even glanced at something he’d pick it up and try to convince you that you’d look sooo good in it.

Property is also something he’d spoil you with. Want a cottagecore life? He’d fix that. Want to move to Tokyo for a month? Done. Want a soft life in a nice apartment? It’s already taken care of.

And the engagement ring…. definitely a ridiculous diamond.

#sirius black x reader #fluff

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bloo-fanfics · 3 months

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Can I request a kiss or two or three.. or even 12 from Zen please?

Absolutely! Zen is somebody who will always give in to your deepest indulgence no matter how silly it may seem to anyone else. You can ask him for as many kisses as you want and he won't ever think it's enough. You can ask him for twelve kisses but he's going to give you fifteen just to make sure you have everything you need, and he'll be the first to sigh against your lips, happy to be the one that makes you feel electric and alive every time he comes home from a shoot.

It doesn't matter what kind of day he's had after he kisses you.

Every awful feeling will wash away and be erased with the feeling of your love and adoration. You make him feel like he's on cloud nine and he never wants to leave. Kiss him, and then kiss him again, because that's all he wants to do with you.

He wants to be with you forever and enjoying these little indulgences will never be wrong.

#hyun ryu #fluff

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bloo-fanfics · 3 months

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It is around this time (winter-ish) that I wish Zen were real so he can hold my hands for warmth

You don't have to wait for winter to hold Zen's hand. He reaches out to you at any moment he has the opportunity to do so; When you're waking up in the morning, his fingers search the sheets for your hand so he can draw the digits to his face and sprinkle kisses over the joints. When you sit at your table to share the meal of the house, he reaches over the table to grab your non-dominant hand. He tries to stay out of the way of your enjoyment of the meal that way, but watch out! He's prone to a move that dares to make you pause what you have in your fork to laugh at his joke.

One of his favorite moments to hold your hand is during the wintertime, too. He'll take off one of his gloves because you forgot yours when you left the house in a rush to meet him. You'll get to wear the glove on one hand while he holds yours with the other, all to keep you warm from the elements as you laugh and watch the snow flurries kiss your cheeks.

#hyun ryu #fluff

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bloo-fanfics · 3 months

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Hi Kait, today has been one of those days can I have Zen trying to cheer me up please?

You know what Zen loves to do after a long day on set? Only one thing comes to his mind as soon as he hears somebody scream “Cut”! He wants to return to his trailer to be by your side before you head back to the hotel you’re staying in for the rest of the shoot.

It's not easy to have a grueling day on set, and that goes for anybody who's working on a project, not just the actors involved. You've been spending a lot more time with him on the job, and he understands that it can be exhausting to do everything in the background while he's on his feet.

He appreciates all the work you put in for him, but you know him, he wants you to take care of yourself just as much as you think of him.

It doesn't matter if he's having a great day, if you're having a bad day, then that means he's having a tough day, too. You’re partners and that means you're in this together.

He views the ups and downs as something you face together. Sure, there will be times when he has to do things by himself, or times when you have to do things on your own, but it doesn't mean you can't turn to each other when you need someone there with you to make it feel less isolating.

So, you probably wouldn't be all that surprised to see him find you as soon as the doors closed knowing that about him. Zen knows where to find you on a tough day. You've got a weary look on your face and he's got that pleasant smile that brings you back from the darkness.

He doesn't waste a moment. He scoops you into his lap and nuzzles his face against the top of your head. You might whine at him for doing so, but you aren't upset with him for doing the same thing he always does. He looks out for you just as much as you look out for him.

His lips would crush against the top of your head before you could open your mouth to say a single word. For whatever reason, he knows what you need before you know how to communicate it. That's how good your relationship is! He gets it. You'll have a chance to explain whatever's bothering you once you settle into his arms, right where you've wanted to be all day long, right?

He’s more than prepared to whisper sweet nothings into your ears. It can be difficult for him to come out of character once he's involved in the process, but something about seeing you always pulls him back to the surface. It doesn't matter what he's doing, you bring out the side of him that is so inherently him.

"Babe, I don't know what's on your mind... but I'm here. I don't think we need to talk about it right now unless you want to talk about it. I could just tell from that look on your face that the only thing you want to do is take a nap. Why don't we do that? After all, it'll take a while to get back to the hotel, and we can enjoy each other instead of worrying about the paparazzi. I'm not going anywhere... your favorite star is here to keep you safe and cozy."

#hyun ryu #fluff

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bloo-fanfics · 3 months

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I would loooove Sirius taking care of reader after a GNO like he’s so supportive of girls night and then reader calls him to pick her up or she gets dropped off at his flat/house and she’s just all snuggly and lovey and Siri is just all 🤭😚 “you’re cute when you’re needy”

Thanks for requesting!

cw: drunkenness

Sirius Black x fem!reader ♡ 1.2k words

“Sirius!” You tear out of Lily’s grasp as soon as the door is open, pitching forward. Sirius scrambles to catch you, his arms compensating for your jelly legs when your face lands just north of his navel.

“Hi,” he says, surprised but not at all displeased. You’re not typically a very tactile creature. You and Sirius have hugged a handful of times, but only when you were feeling in need of comfort or especially overwhelmed by affection. Or, apparently, squiffed. He tries to pick you up to your full height, but you lock your arms around his waist and don’t let go. He looks at Lily. “Is she alright?”

Lily nods, giggling as Mary mumbles something nonsensical (at least to Sirius) into the skin of her shoulder. “Yeah, she’s okay. I think she’s having a great time, actually.” She grins at the way you’re smiling contentedly into the fabric of Sirius’ shirt. “Could you have her call us in the morning? I’m very curious to see what all she remembers from tonight.”

Sirius raises his eyebrows. “What should she remember?”

“Well, I fucking hope she hasn’t forgotten the part with the bouncer,” Marlene guffaws. “She promised she’d bring him cupcakes, and I think he’s expecting to collect.”

“Just have her call us,” Lily says, dragging the other two girls away. “Thanks, Sirius!”

“I want to be allowed in on the debrief!” he calls after them before shutting the door, careful not to let it hit your ankles.

He looks down at you, still vaguely smiley but otherwise seeming like you might be dozing. Your eyes are closed, one of your cheeks is squished up against his abdomen, and you’ve got your hands bunched in the fabric of Sirius’ shirt at the small of his back. He pets the back of your head, thinking of what to do with you.

“Doing alright, sweet thing?” he asks softly.

You pick your head up, setting your chin against him so that your face is tilted upward at an awkward angle. You look at Sirius, and the sun rises in his chest. Just like always. “Hello,” you say.

Sirius smiles. “Hello, lovely. Did you have fun?”

“Mhm.” You seem to realize that the position you’ve chosen is less than comfortable, slipping down his legs and puddling at his feet. One of his calves still firmly in your grasp. He can feel the cold of your hands through his pajama pants. “Still having fun.” A tiny giggle bubbles out of you, amused with yourself. “The fun never ends.”

“Not with you,” Sirius agrees, deciding to sit on the floor with you. You make it look like the place to be. “Say, doll, Lily’s got me curious. What happened with the bouncer?”

“The bouncer…oh!” Your eyes light up. “He wouldn’t let us into the club, but I got us in.”

“Yeah?” He laughs as you take one of his hands and bring it into your lap as if this is something you do every day, playing with his rings. “How’d you manage that?”

You look at him gravely. “I did what I had to do.”

He blinks, then reminds himself that Marlene had said something about cookies. “And what did you have to do?”

“Nine rounds of rock-paper-scissors.”

Sirius guffaws at the solemnity in your expression, leaning forward to peck you on the cheek when you seem a tad wounded by his levity. “Well, I suppose sacrifices had to be made,” he tells you. “You got your way in the end, hm?”

“I did,” you agree, looking rather pleased with yourself. “Though I did have to promise him baked goods as payment. Bribery, you know.” You lean forward until your forehead lands on his chest, his hand still in yours, and sigh heavily. Sirius brings a hand to your back, rubbing between your shoulder blades.

“Feeling alright, doll?”

“Yeah,” you sigh again, and then you’re shuffling into his lap, setting your chin on his shoulder. “I’m just really happy you’re here.”

“Well,” he jokes, “it is my flat, so.”

“I love you so much.” You sound vaguely teary, and Sirius’ heart contracts painfully.

“I love you too, baby,” he says back, letting the sappiness you both usually tend to shy away from seep into his tone.

“And I love when you call me that.” Your grip tightens around his ribcage. He presses his palm in between your shoulder blades like he can steady you. “You’re so nice to me, Siri.”

Sirius hums noncommittally, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. “If I were really that nice,” he says, “I would have been a better boyfriend and gotten some water in you as soon as you got here. C’mon, sweetness.” He hoists you with him as he stands. “Let’s go have a drink.”

He changes his mind when you seem unwilling to walk by yourself, taking you to bed instead so he can bring you water there. He finds your favorite pajamas and helps you change into them, telling you to close your eyes when he uses the emergency makeup wipes you’ve left at his place to fast-track your skincare routine. You laugh and play-fight him as he manhandles you beneath the covers, but he’s only reminded of your true strength when he goes to get your water and you latch onto his arm in protest.

“Don’t leave,” you beg, looking partly like you’re having fun with this game and partly like you might be genuinely upset if he does. “I don’t need water.”

“Course you do,” he says, working a hand behind your ear so he’s holding your face. You lean into the touch fondly. “All flowers need water.”

To his disappointment, you don’t seem to recognize the compliment, pouting at him. “M’not like other flowers,” you argue. “I need you tons more than I need water, Siri.”

He smiles, stroking your cheek with his thumb. “You’re awfully cute when you need me, you know that?”

You beam in response.

Sirius debates whether he’s going to tell you tomorrow how lovey-dovey you’ve been tonight. On the one hand, it’d be the highlight of his week to watch how flustered you get, but on the other you might very well break up with him out of embarrassment. He’ll have to decide later.

“You’ve still got me,” he reassures you. “I just need you to have some water, too, baby.” He wields his new knowledge of how that particular endearment affects you to his advantage, and it works; you go all soft around the edges. Sirius pushes his advantage. “I won’t be gone more than thirty seconds, promise.”

You seem to deliberate for a few moments before capitulating, giving him your most severe look. It’s adorable. “I’m going to time you,” you threaten.

“Sounds good.” He gives your cheek a little peck and starts for the kitchen, your voice mounting behind him as you count upwards.

He’s back quickly with a tall glass of water and a couple of pain relievers, and you glare at him. “That was more than thirty seconds.”

“Sorry, doll.” He doesn’t mention that you’d skipped the twenties. “Guess I’m not as fast as I thought.”

You make it very clear he’s not yet forgiven, but you still seem to want to hug him. Sirius is delighted, palming the back of your head when you bury it in his shoulder. “Missed you,” you mumble, and he thinks he finally detects some sleepiness in your voice.

“Baby, I was gone for less than a minute.”

You nod as if in agreement. “It was horrible,” you grumble softly, breath warming his skin through his shirt. “Never do that again.”

“Alright.” Sirius lets his palm coast down the line of your spine, back up again. “Alright, I won’t.”

#sirius black x reader #fluff

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The Black Tie Affair

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Sirius Black x Reader smut

18+ content

The Yule Ball was one of your favorite events at Hogwarts. This year, Sirius Black had asked you to be his date. You had always thought he was attractive. There was something rugged and raw in his energy. You were surprised when he asked you to the Ball at the end of Potions class the other week. You didn’t know he was even aware of your existence. But nonetheless, you were very excited to go with him.

Your dress was absolutely breathtaking. It was a tulle dress the color of the sky on a clear blue day that had puffed sleeves and tight cuffs around your wrists. You wore white kitten heels and your hair was pinned up. You were adding the finishing touches on your makeup when you heard a knock on the door.

“Y/N, your date is in the common room!” Your roommate sang out, grinning.

You smiled into the mirror and added a spritz of perfume. You glanced one last time into the mirror and headed down the stairs. Sirius looked absolutely dashing in his new navy suit that had light blue accents to match your dress. He bent down, giving you a mock kiss on your hand and you laughed.

“Shall we?” He took your hand as he led you down the stairwells to the Great Hall.

The halls were beautifully decorated with Christmas accents, a fresh scent of pine needles and holly wafting around. As you neared the Great Hall, Sirius’s hand brushed your back and you felt sparks ignite where his hand met your skin.

Once there, you sat at a table with Sirius and his friends. The music came on and you all went to the dance floor. You kept making lustful eye contact with Sirius and his eyes always roamed to your mouth. A shiver rolled down your spine the second time it happened.

A slow song came on and he grabbed his hand and pulled you in.

“You look absolutely ravishing in that dress Y/N.”

You blushed. “Thank you. I like your suit. You clean up well or so it appears.”

He smiled a wolfish grin. “I like that dress,” He leaned into your ear and your heart started to race at his close proximity. “But I think it’d look better on the floor. Don’t you agree?”

Your eyes widened. You playfully slapped him on the shoulder and he chuckled in response.

“Well?” He said, cocking an eyebrow and smirking.

“Only if you can manage to undo all the buttons.” He grinned wider in response. He took your hand and led you out of the Great Hall. He put one arm around your shoulder and led you deeper into the hallways. Since everyone was at the Ball, the hallways were deserted. Creating the perfect makeout atmosphere.

He quickly pushed you against the closest wall, putting his hands near your head. He leaned in close to you. He said nothing, licking his lips. You put your hands on his waist and felt a heat rushing through your body. You wanted him, now.

“Can I kiss you?” He asked, in a low voice. You nodded and he leaned in.

Sirius put his lips against yours, tentative at first. Exploring how you tasted and the softness of your lips. You parted your lips slightly, inviting his tongue to enter. He grunted when your tongues touched and that simple sound set your body on fire. You broke the kiss, gasping for air.

His eyes were glazed over in lust and you had never seen a more attractive sight.

“Somewhere more private Y/N?” He took your hand and led you back to the Gryffindor dorms. The common room was just as deserted and he whisked you up the stairs to his room. He slammed the door shut and pressed you up against it.

He ripped his jacket off while his lips were still pressed against yours. He tugged his tie off, running a hand through his hair, messing it up a little. The messed up hair was more attractive. He sat down in a chair, manspreading. You stood before him, still fully dressed in your gown.

You smiled sultrily at him, deciding to make a show of undressing. You turned around, wordlessly commanding him to unbutton the back of your gown. His hands delicately brushed your back, starting at the top and taking his time working his way down to the bottom. Each button he undid you felt the fire in your body grow hotter and more insistent. He began to slowly part the dress and you quickly turned back around before he ripped it off too fast.

You slowly peeled the dress off, making sure his eyes roamed your entire body. You flung your heels to the side and you were now naked besides lingerie. He ripped his shirt off and his toned stomach made your stomach drop. You wanted to run your hands across his chest and lick his abs.

You prowled towards him and sat on top of his lap, and felt his rock hard erection beneath you. You plunged your hands into his hair and kissed his neck.

“Y/N, this is nice, but I want to fuck you so badly. I can’t take a second longer.” He said, whispering into your ear.

“Patience Black.”

You slid off his lap and got onto your knees before him. Your core was pounding at the sight of looking up at him. He pulled his pants down and his erection was very visible through his boxers. You slowly pulled his boxers down and his generous length sprang out. You ran your hands up his legs, keeping eye contact with him the whole time.

You spit onto his dick, putting one hand at the base and your mouth on his tip. He gasped when your wet lips touched the head of his penis. He grabbed the side of his desk for support. You pumped your hand up and down the length of his dick while you swirled your tongue across his tip.

He unclasped your bra with his hands and you removed your mouth from his penis so he could see your chest. You smiled up at him while his eyes roamed over your full breasts. They were aching to be touched. You leaned back down to his dick and continued to give him head for a little while longer.

“Y/N, take off your panties and get on the bed.” He said, his voice rasping.

You didn’t have to be told twice. You shimmied out of your panties, only momentarily embarrassed to be fully naked. You lay down on his bed, propping yourself up with your arms.

“I can’t tell you how many times I had imagined this during class. You are gorgeous.”

You blushed. You reached a hand up to his head, bringing his face down to yours. Your lips joined together and you felt his hand run down from your neck to your breasts. He circled your nipple a couple times, making your core pound harder. His hand went lower and you spread your legs slightly in anticipation.

He put 2 fingers inside you, feeling just how wet you were for him. You gasped when you felt him begin to curl his fingers to hit the spot. Your hips raised. He put his free hand in your mouth, swirling around your teeth. He felt so good. A chain around his neck dangled down over your face.

He removed his fingers, replacing their emptiness with the fullness of his dick. You both grunted when he entered you. He put one hand above your head on the pillow, the other by your side. He thrusted into you a few times, slowly. You wrapped your legs around his waist, making his thrusts go deeper.

You were gasping in his ear with each thrust. He was fantastic. You had one hand wrapped around his neck, the other raking down his back. His groans grew deeper.

“Let me flip you.” He pulled out of you, and you turned over onto your stomach, arching your back into the air. Your head was smushed into the pillow below you while your ass was in the air. You felt him enter again and moaned his name in ecstasy.

He rocked into you, getting faster in this position. The bed began to creak and you both laughed. He was hitting your spot so good that you thought you might finish soon.

“I decided I want to see your beautiful face when you finish. Have you ever gotten on top before?”

“Mhm.” Was all you could manage since your face was smushed.

He pulled out once again and you ached for his fullness again. You changed positions, letting him lie flat this time. You put his dick inside you, kneeling. You laid both your hands flat on his chest, going up and down slowly, teasing him.

Being on top was actually your favorite position because it allowed you to have control. You leaned down into his chest, your mouth next to his ear. You moaned his name into his ear and he bucked his hips into yours. He was hitting your spot and you felt so good. You sat up, riding him. He placed one hand on your hip and moved the other to your breast. He caressed your nipple, sending sparks up your stomach.

You felt yourself getting close. “Sirius, I'm gonna finish soon.”

“Good ‘cuz I am too.” He grunted.

You both became sloppy in your movements as you neared your finishes. Your moans grew into gasps as you finished. You closed your eyes, throwing your head back. He thrust a few sloppy times into you and you felt him finish beneath you.

“Holy fuck Y/N.”

You smiled, burrowing your head into his neck. He stroked his hands through your hair a couple times before you got up to use the bathroom. That was probably the best sex of your life.

#sirius black x reader #smut

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Day 9|mirror sex

Character: Sirius black x afab!reader

CW: kinda body worship, lots of ‘darling’, no PIV

A/n: hopefully soon i can start actually posting these on the correct days‼️

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“look at yourself, baby,” his hands ghost over your tummy, wrapping around you and resting his chin on your shoulder. “look how pretty my girl is, yeah? look at this body.” his hands move from your waist to trail against your skin, fingers sliding under the hem of your shirt and gently dragging it upwards.

His lips began kissing your jawline, continuing to lift the shirt until it exposed your bare chest. “And look at these, yeah? Love ‘em so much.” His palm grasped the flesh of your breasts, breath heavy on your neck as he caught his breath between kisses.

His fingertips trailed down your body, forming goosebumps on your arms as they unbuttoned and prodded the waistband of your jeans, “I don’t understand how you don’t see what I see. I mean, look at you. This stunning figure.” His hands drove into your panties, a rough, calloused fingertip teased your clit. Your eyes closed tightly, head leaning back against Sirius when his movements got rougher against the bud. “Uh-uh. Look back in that mirror, darling. I want you to watch how your pretty face contorts when you cum.”

Your orgasm was close, yet, before you could cum, his hand stopped. “You only get to cum if you’re looking in the mirror, darling. I’ll stop when you close your eyes.”

“Relax your body, honey. I’ve got you.” His words were whispered into your ear, gently propelling you into your orgasm. Your lips parted and eyebrows scrunched, eyes not leaving the mirror as you watched your climax wash over yourself. Sirius’s smile was bigger than ever as he looked at your face in the mirror, blown out and exhausted.

“That wasn't so hard, was it? And look,” his hand dragged yours to the bulge in his pants, “look at what you do to me.”

“Can you go another round in front of the mirror? Maybe include me this time?”

#sirius black x reader #smut

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Voice!kink with Sirius Black!

A/N: Sorry it took me so long to write this, i low key forgot about it.

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Pairing: Sirius Black X afab!reader.

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You loved Sirius’s voice. He was a ladies man so he knew how to control his tone and how to say his words, and damn did it drive you crazy.

~~~~~~~~

“There ya go.” Sirius whispered, his voice low and deep as he thrusted into you slowly making sure each thrust had you taking all of him.

His low tone and the way he praised you had you practically drooling and butterflies fluttering in your stomach.

Your back arched slightly, pushing your ass up into him, making him groan from the sensation of his cock being pushed deeper into you.

“you’re starting to get the hang out of it, baby.” he whispered into your ear, placing soft kisses behind it as he spoke.

“i can feel you clenching on me, you’re gonna cum soon, aren’t you?” he asked, making you let out a soft moan before nodding slightly.

“Then go ahead. i’ll be right behind you, you’re always so tight— it won’t be hard for me to cum.”he whispered in a deep tone, his tone making you blush and bite your lip, looking up at him with innocent eyes. Which in despite their appearance, made him smirk and kiss you passionately.

Don’t copy, translate or repost any of my work w/o my permission.

#sirius black x reader #smut

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How will de RFA react to them calling them husband/wife before marriage. I like your writing 🫶🏻

RFA reacting to a Mc calling them Husband/ wife before Marriage

I did it again - I forgot about my own blog. I am so sorry :( but here you are, cutie! Hope you like it just as much as I did!

Jumin

,,But really, I still wonder why the heck you guys got married so quickly,’’ Zen asked, sighting as he sat opposite you at the round table.

The RFA wanted to meet up for a private meeting, organized by you.

,,I can answer this,’’ Jaehee said, her eyes were on fire as she lifted up her lenses.

,,Because our lovely Mc,’’ her palm directed towards you ,,in an interview named Mr Han ,,my husband’’ and guess who liked the ring of it,’’ she smiled, she was there when it happened.

You answered a question and named Jumin instead of fiancé ,,my husband’’ but quickly corrected to ,,fiancé’’ - something Jumin disliked.

He was proud and excited to be named your husband, he loved the moment so deeply and Jaehee still had his bright, happy smile in front of her eyes, as well as his facial expression when you corrected yourself.

And since he liked the ring of his soon-to-be name, he wanted to rush things.

Jumin’s hand was entangled in yours, remembering that day brought memories up and he truly felt blessed.

Zen nodded at Jaehee’s explanation.

,,Mc, were you even okay with it?’’ he asked you, wondering if you even were allowed to decide anything in that marriage.

,,Yes, Jumin wouldn’t let me sleep in his bed beside him, I was craving for more and so I was happy over the rush,’’ you answered, making Zen choke.

Jumin - your husband - was even prouder now.

Zen

,,Zenny, you are so cuteeee!’’ you laughed, you were laying on top of him, both of you cuddling and wrestling softly.

,,You are my cutie, princess. But don’t name me Zen or Zenny, let me be your Hy-’’

,,Husband? Oppa?’’ you asked him, looking deep into his red eyes.

Zen had to process what you just said.

You named him Husband.

His face turned red, glowing and burning.

He was getting embarrassed but slowly smiled.

Hearing that out of your mouth gave him a new ring, and he liked it.

,,Oh, sorry, you wanted to say Hyun, didn’t you? Of course I will,’’ you smiled and gave him a kiss on his soft lips.

,,Now I am embarassed that I called you like that,’’ you laughed, turning red on your own.

You quickly hid your face between his neck and his shoulder and hugged him stronger.

,,Please, just forget it,’’ you begged him, sighing.

But Zen couldn’t think of anything else than your words, than the meaning which was held into the word ,,Husband’’.

And now you would name him Hyun…

,,Hello, I called earlier, I am here to see your engaged rings,’’ Zen said the next day to the lady in the jewelry shop.

No way he was going to make you call him Hyun instead of Oppa.

He wanted an upgrade now.

Yoosung

,,Seven years,’’ Yoosung sighed, giving your hand a squeeze.

,,Yes, seven years, I can’t believe, that we already have been married for so long,’’ you chuckled.

Suddenly you remembered something ,,Remember, when I came to the hospital while lunch break and asked your co-worker about your whereabouts?’’ you asked him, of course, he remembered.

,,Yes, you asked about your husband, even though we still weren’t married,’’ he smirked.

And everyone was angry with me that I didn’t tell them I was married,’’ he told you, remembering how embarrassed but happy he was when someone finally found him and told him that you, his wife, were waiting for you, only to find you with a similar redhead.

And in that very moment, Yoosung made a decision - as soon as he had his day off, he wanted to buy you a well-deserved engagement ring.

Jaehee

It was a hard day, after a shift of so many hours on your legs, your head was empty.

The shop was booming, of course both of you, Jaehee and you, were thankful for that.

However, you still had your challenges to keep it up.

It was almost closing time when your friends Yoosung and Zen entered the coffee shop, ready to eat the last pieces of cakes that wouldn’t be sold anymore - probably.

Actually, Yoosung was going to bring some to his family since neither of you wanted to throw them away.

When Yoosung wanted to give you at least a bit of money, you shook your head.

,,Even my wifey said no, so take it!’’ you laughed.

Everyone stopped breathing, Yoosung and Zen both looked at your hand, eyes glued on your ringless finger while Jaehee’s cheeks slowly turned red.

,,Wifey?’’ she asked you.

However, you didn’t realize what you just said.

,,Wifey?’’ you repeated, making Jaehee turn even deeper in red.

The four of you were laughing, while you were denying your own words, Zen and Yoosung tried to assure you, that you just named her your wife.

And Jaehee was trying - of course in secret - to find out if she still had your ring size from the latest jewelry order to ask you to become her real wife…

Saeyoung

If someone would have told him that he would have pushed you from the couch for saying something cute, he would have shown that person his middle finger.

But he couldn’t because he was currently pressing a cold ice pack on your throbbing head while his arm was holding your waist.

,,I am so sorry,’’ he whispered, little kisses on your wet cheek.

You were crying because of the pain, but you knew, that he didn’t mean it.

You were still in pain though.

,,I will never call you Oppa or Hubby,’’ you groaned, giving him a side-eye.

He smiled apologetically.

,,My hand moved on it’s own, of course, I loved it when you named me ,,Hubby’’...

But I was so embarrassed…I just wanted to push you lightly, I didn’t mean to make you fall,’’ he confessed.

You rolled your eyes.

,,I know. But I would like to get a pre-divorce,’’ you kept teasing him.

Of course, the little pain you were having was gone in a few hours but still, Saeyoung kept thinking a lot and a lot about this incident.

He was thinking of a way of preventing something like this again and his only way was making it real - he had to become your real-life husband.

ᗰᗩᔕTEᖇᒪIᔕT

21.05.2023 // 11:56 MEST

#hyun ryu #fluff

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Against the Wall (Hyun Ryu x Reader) MDNI!! 18+!! (Kinktober #2)

You sat next to Zen at the table, laughing at the antics of an enthusiastic Seven as he dramatically explained the premise of Zen's new role to Yoosung.

Everyone had come out to celebrate your lovely partner's birthday, and he was beaming at the table while eating the free ice cream he'd gotten. Jaehee was on the other side of him, rolling her eyes at Seven but a smile gracing her features, and Jumin sat on the other side of Yoosung, properly eating his dessert.

Zen turned his head to you, his hand moving down to squeeze your thigh as he smiled at you and placed a gentle kiss to your forehead. You smiled back at him, and placed your hand on top of his, giving an assuring squeeze back. He turned back to his ice cream, and your chest warmed at the sight of him enjoying his found family celebrating him.

You both get off his motorcycle after getting back to the apartment, and he lets you lead the way to his front door, unlocking it and leading you both inside.

"Thank you for an incredible birthday, baby. I love you so much."

"You deserve an incredible birthday, Hyun. I love you too."

He smiled and hummed, leaning down to kiss your lips. One hand was placed against your cheek, the other on your waist. After a few pecks, he licked your bottom lip, a silent request for a deeper kiss. You obliged, sucking his bottom lip as your hands ran up his stomach, his abs, up his pecs. He'd slowly backed you up against the wall, and your hands go up to his neck, gently holding his face with both hands as the kiss deepened further.

"Baby, be careful." He leaned his forehead against yours, whispering.

"But it's your birthday." You countered, kissing him again.

He groaned, "I'm going to take you up against this wall if you don't stop."

"What if I want you to?" You quietly asked, looking up into his eyes.

He grabbed a handful of your ass before moving back up to your front, his fingers pressing against you through your pants.

"You looked so beautiful for me tonight," he said, kissing your neck as you rolled your hips against his hand.

"All for my baby's birthday." You replied. His hands went up and tugged at your waistband.

"May I?" He asked. You nodded, and he pulled them down. There was a chill through the apartment that prompted goosebumps to rise on your skin, but he'd quickly be warming you back up again. His fingers went back to your core, quickly growing damp as your need for him increased. He rubbed back and forth across your clothed folds, and you couldn’t help but grind your hips against his hands. You moved your hands back down his sides, grabbing the hem of his shirt with your fingertips and lifted it up. He looked at you through his lashes and paused to yank his shirt off. He began unbuckling his belt next, and you put your hands over his to help him. He slid the belt through the loops of his black jeans, and yanked them down. As he got undressed, so did you. Unclasping your bra and taking it off under your shirt, sliding your panties down to the floor and stepping out of them, and he was immediately pressed against you once more. His fingers went back to your sex to find you wet with excitement, fingers moving in circles as you put your mouth against his, hands sliding down his abs to touch his length.

He groaned against your mouth, moving his free hand above your head to grab onto the wall.

“Baby, I can’t hold back. I need you so, so bad.” His words almost slurred with pleasure as you continued to stroke him, thumb collecting the precum from his tip and sliding it down the rest of him.

“You can have me, Hyun.” You moaned. He groaned again and removed his fingers from playing with your clit to your thigh, lifting your leg up to gain him access.

You held the base of his shaft, guiding him to your entrance and he sunk himself into you, against the wall.

His forehead dropped to your shoulder as he began thrusting, you clenching around him making him shudder as he started to pick up his pace.

You have one hand stroking his face, his chest, and the other hand moving down to play with yourself as he thrusts. He opens his eyes in time to see you roll your nipple between your two fingers, the feeling causing you to clench around him again, and he’s moaning deeply into your ear. Your hand drops further and you toy with your clit this time as he continues his pace, and it isn’t long until you find your high, your breathing going uneven and light whimpers leaving your lips.

Your cunt pulses around him with your climax and he follows shortly after, spilling into you, a mix of both of your arousals dripping onto the tile floor.

“Happy birthday, Zenny.”

#hyun ryu #smut

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HI! Can you do a grumpy!reader x sunshine!sirius black one shot😫

absolutely. i am a grumpy!reader stan, let me tell you, because i am her. okay, here we have kind of grumpy!reader and sunshine!sirius going on their first date | 1.1k <3

You're not nervous. You're not.

It's not like it's a blind date, anyway. You know Sirius Black. Kinda. Lily's the one who set you up, coordinated it all and assured you he's keen to go on a date. You're pretty sure you've spoken to him a few times at parties, been at the pub at the same time. You know what he looks like, at least. Hair that never gets brushed, rings in his ears and nose, a smile that seems mischievous and genuinely carefree at the same time.

He's not as measured as Remus, a bit less puppy dog than James. If you'd been asked in a silly gossipy way which of the trio you'd pick, it would be him.

You just don't want to hope too hard.

Though it's taken a while, you are perfectly aware of and secure in your value and personality. You are "a fucking catch," as Marlene often says, and even if she and your other friends didn't assure you of it, you'd think so. You're prickly, sure. You're quiet in most situations, preferring to observe and go home when you've had enough. You don't laugh much, don't tell jokes. You stand at the edge of the group because that's where you prefer to be.

It's okay that you're not everyone's cup of tea. People have told you before that you should talk more, you should be more present, you should do more things. You're fine as you are and anyone who thinks otherwise isn't worth your time.

So the fact that Sirius is a few minutes late doesn't bother you that much. The bar isn't super crowded and you're sat a pretty comfortable stool snacking on the olives the bartender put out when you arrived. If he doesn't show you'll just get a drink and read the book in your bag and go home and call Lily and you know she'll lay into him.

But just as you consider it, there's a warm hand on your shoulder and you turn to find the man in question grinning at you sheepishly. His name rolls off your tongue.

"I'm so sorry," he says. "Had to take the bus and obviously it wasn't on time. Can I hug you hello?"

You appreciate him asking. Something about you tends to put people off of touch, though you don't usually mind it. "Hi, Sirius," you say, standing to give him a squeeze. He's warm and smells like tobacco and mint, like he popped one on his way over.

"Have you been here before?" He peels off his leather jacket and sits next to you, signaling for the bartender. "Do you want a drink?"

"Yes, and yes," you say. "The Sex on the Beach is quite good."

His eyebrows rise to his hairline and he grins. You keep your face neutral. "Not what I would have picked for you," he muses. "But I trust you." He asks the bartender for two.

"What would you have picked for me?" You pop an olive into your mouth.

Sirius thinks on it. "Stout pint," he says. "Or whiskey." His gaze very quickly travels the length of you as much as he can, sitting so close. "You look lovely, by the way."

That almost gets you to smile. "You do, too," you say instead. "Is that a new earring?" You reach for it without thinking but he doesn't flinch away. A gold star dangles from his right ear instead of the hoop you remember him having last time you saw him.

His grin gets impossibly bigger. How is that he can smile every second of every day? "So glad you noticed, love," he says. "It sure is. It's got a story, too. Something you might not know about me is --"

He talks and talks and talks. Your drinks come and he tells you the story and then another one and you find that you don't mind listening. It feels like Sirius is talking to you, not at you, even though it's clear he could charm a brick wall. He doesn't seem to mind that you only nod or make affirmative noises rather than chime in or laugh, answering his questions for you in just a few words. He just seems to want your attention, which he certainly has.

"And then James genuinely looked at me and said I thought they were the same thing."

The story is funny, sure, but Sirius's own laughter at his joke makes you smile. You feel it happen, feel the corners of your mouth lift and a chuckle make its way out of you.

"You have a pretty smile," Sirius says. He looks about two seconds away from poking it to see if it's real.

"Are you telling me to smile more?" you ask.

That seems to fluster him. You don't think you've seen him flustered before. He runs a hand through his unruly curls, ties them up into a half-up half-down bun thing with the hairband on his wrist. You wonder if his hair is soft.

"I, no," he stumbles. Who knew Sirius Black could stumble over his words? "I wouldn't. That's not something you say to a girl --"

You put a hand on his arm. His skin is warm, the ink that covers it smoother than you expected under your fingers. "I'm teasing, Sirius," you say.

His grin returns twice as strong. How can he flip between emotions so quickly? "You are? Oh, thank fuck."

His profanity makes your lips tug up. You take a sip of your drink and knock your knee with his.

"Hang on," he says. "If you're teasing me that means you must like me."

"What do you mean?" You genuinely want to know.

"Well," he says. "We don't really know each other, even though I've been trying to work up speaking to you at every one of Lily's parties this year, which is why she agreed to set us up, by the way, so I'd stop bothering her about it."

You want to interrupt because, what? but he keeps talking. His gaze is steady, eyes fixed on yours.

"But I get the impression that you don't let just anyone see how many sides you have."

Something in your chest is tight and warm. Is that your heart?

"Sides?" you mutter. "A cube, am I?"

He laughs. Loudly and genuinely. You don't fight the smile this time. Sirius puts his hand on your knee and leans in a little. "I'm not great with words, love," he says. "That's Remus."

"You're plenty great," you say bluntly. "And I guess you're right."

"Hmm?" He blinks a few times and you realize how long his lashes are, his eyeliner making his irises look impossibly big.

"I must like you."

Not a bad first date after all.

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