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Thesis and Banters
I wanted to get back to writing but i only produce short low quality fics anyway so
The computer lab was always a good place to sleep. It’s air-conditioned and the computers can provide you with cover to take a nap. Sounds of keycaps being pressed fills the room, providing a lullaby to help you doze off. The lights on the ceiling overhead become a substitute for the starry night sky. Your mood quickly blends with your surroundings. Drowsiness overtakes you but before Morpheus can cradle you in his arms, the cold voice of a penguin dragged you back into reality.
"Hey lazy ass, are you going to help me with this thesis or not?". You open your eyes and see your partner typing away at her keyboard, eyes glued to the screen. "I don't know why Professor Olhye paired us together for this thesis when she knows we can do this both by ourselves, but you better contribute something before I place your name in this paper".
Your partner, Gwen Withlock, was a girl that was little over 6 feet, sporting a wolf cut and an ice queen personality. Her eyes the color of blue, not of the gentle ocean but of the bitter frost. Her face is a masterpiece painted by the greatest of artists and her body carved by the finest of sculptors. As if that wasn't enough, she also got the blessing of Athena, having wits that far surpasses her peers. She's always at the top of the class, always admired by everybody from afar. Well everybody but you. Don't misunderstand, you still admire Gwen. It's just that you can admire her from a nearer point than others due to you being a spawn of Minerva. You always get second place, hidden in the shadow cast by her. Some mock you, saying that you will always play second fiddle to Gwen. No attention is given to these remarks. You're too lazy to retort to jealous fucks like them. Grades and rankings are superficial, you could've made Gwen bleed for the first place but it wasn't worth the effort. Getting second place and annihilating others while being able to sleep properly? Now that's the right way to do things. Your admiration for Gwen is true, but not without its concessions. Forked paths, both leading to the law of everything. Turn left and it's a simple path of grayscale, devoid of sunlight and colors. Turn right, and it's a rollercoaster of paints and flames. Same pursuit, different paths. This has caused some problems between the both of you, a rivalry blooming over the period of many competitions together. This research project was supposed to be individual but having a playful professor changes that. Now you're shackled together again, a pain in the ass. Mind flickering back into reality, you go over to the slightly annoyed looking penguin.
"What's up 'Everything-that-Elsa-is-except-more-bitchiness-and-no-magic’? What does your majesty need from a humble jester like myself?" you utter a remark dripping with sarcasm.
"The ceiling is up you snake-tongued devil, and this queen needs you to shut your ungodly mouth and help me type this part or I'm going to take all the credit for this paper" retorted the experienced duelist, "Compile the papers we cited here and finish the conclusion of our research so I can finally stop seeing a joke of a genius".
"Ouch princess, have you no pity for my feelings? At least this joke can engage you in a witty banter. Plus, aren’t you bored of just endless studying?” I said while taking the empty seat beside her.
“No, I don’t care, and no. Why bother with mundane things when there is so much to do for the future? I pity those that are wasting precious time and more so those who have the capabilities to rule the world but are too lazy to act” She said giving me a mock look of pity while standing up to leave.
“Why thank you for the compliment. It’s nice to see that you can still say good things. Proves that you aren’t rotten all the way yet” I reply with the most annoying smirk plastered on my face.
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“Asshole” she said and left.
“Love you too” I replied, blowing her a kiss.
After she left, I focused my attention on our thesis and continued her work. Time passed by and soon, the sound of the bell signaled it's time to leave. I saved our thesis, copied it into a flash drive and tidied up the place. I placed the flash drive on top of a table and checked if I had forgotten anything.
"Sweeping the floor is done, the chairs are tidied up, and now I just need to turn off all of the electronics." I mumbled to myself. The breaker was soon turned off and I found myself leaving the premises and heading home, humming to the tone of 'RUN2U by StayC' along the way.
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icedteareader · 2 years
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This slaps and every song on the album slaps and the mv slaps and the visuals slap. In short, STAYC slaps and i give a slow clap
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icedteareader · 2 years
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Plaything - Part Two
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A/N - I've been in a huge writer's slump for weeks, so I pumped this one out in one sitting without any worries about plot or concept. Hopefully I've still got the touch.
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Luda’s small naked body felt lighter than a feather as you tossed her onto the bed. She giggled underneath the weight of your body while you pinned her dainty wrists above her head.
“Do you still have the handcuffs?” you asked. Luda shyly smiled, nodded and signaled with her eyes looking in the nightstand's direction.
“What’s all this?” you asked, exploring the drawer littered with goodies.
“Eunseo left gifts!”
“Toys for my pretty little plaything. How thoughtful of her.”
“Yep!” Luda said, high on enthusiasm. After cupping her small face, you kissed her soft lips, grabbed a set of pink fuzzy handcuffs, then wrapped them around her delicate wrists. Luda’s big round eyes widened when you locked them shut—the loud click was nothing but satisfying.
“Are you going to ruin me?” Luda asked, with a cute tilt of her head, as she squeezed the pillow behind her with her bound hands.
“You’re my toy, aren’t you?” you asked. Luda nodded frantically.
“Yes! I’m all yours to use, just a warm hole for you to dump your cum into! Please do whatever you want to me!”
Luda’s needy words were music to your ears. The nightstand was a cornucopia of treasure—so you grabbed a few things that caught your eye and placed them on the mattress, just out of her view.
“No peeking.”
Luda pouted. “I wanna see!”
“You don’t want to ruin the surprise, do you?”
“But I wanna—ah!” Luda whimpered when you nibbled on her sensitive neck, sucking a bruise into her tender skin. Luda was nosy, and you certainly couldn’t blame a girl for wanting to know what was about to be done to her—but you had to do what had to be done. You pulled out a white lace blindfold, smiled, and slipped it over her eyes.
The blindfold wasn’t the most practical, it was mostly for aesthetic purposes, but it did its job well enough to obscure enough of Luda’s vision. That’s all that mattered.
“So pretty,” you said in a soft tone while your hands roamed Luda’s naked body. Luda’s pale skin was velvety soft, and you wanted to lick, bite, and mark every last inch of it. The prettiest fuckdoll made for rough sex, and you were going to savor every second of using her.
“Please fuck me,” Luda breathlessly said, as your hands stroked her milky legs and felt the silky softness of them. They automatically spread wide for you, pink flesh showing arousal. Luda’s clit was throbbing by now, desperate to be touched.
“I will, but you have to be a good girl and be patient.” Luda whined when you dipped your head inches away from her pretty pink cunt. “Let’s see how wet you are already.”
Soft kisses planted down Luda’s creamy tummy, before you slowly moved back down and stopped at her leaking folds, but instead licked her warm thighs. Several moments of hesitation passed, until you took one soft swipe against her sensitive pink slit and Luda gasped loudly. Her long legs quivered at your touch, all while your hands caressed her pillowy soft thighs, finding more beautiful skin to mark up.
Luda’s distinctive flavor wouldn’t be leaving your tastebuds soon—it was a taste you wanted to linger forever. More breathy gasps left Luda’s lips as you teased Luda’s pussy with your hungry tongue and explored her silky folds.
Luda bit her lip hard in pleasure, trying to find an outlet for the building euphoria while her fettered hands clawed at the pillowcase underneath. Whimpering moans ensued, and only increased when you hunted her clit and secured your lips around the throbbing nub, suckling without mercy, and drank up her delicious leaking juices.
With two of Luda’s most important senses taken from her, the pleasure skyrocketed with every flick of your tongue and every harsh suck of your lips. But just when Luda was getting accustomed to a heavy level of bliss, it was all taken away from her.
“No, please!” Luda begged. She tried to find your lips, to no avail, and a smirk formed across your face that she couldn’t see. You wouldn’t leave Luda left empty for long—you needed her body for your own selfish pleasure after all.
Before you made another move, you stared at Luda's beautiful pink pussy and the juices that uncontrollably leaked down her thighs, then slapped your throbbing hard cock against her flat stomach.
Luda hated that she couldn’t feel your cock, or that she couldn’t wrap her small hand around your length and feel it twitch between her slender fingers.
“Please…please shove your massive cock in my tiny little pussy, stretch me!” Luda couldn’t take it. The twitching pulsations of your stiff erection that rubbed against her midriff drove her insane that it wasn’t inside her.
The only drawback of Luda's blindfolded eyes was you couldn’t see the lust in them. Gradually, your cock traveled down between her slick-covered thighs until it met her center and teased through her dripping folds.
“P-please…fill me with cock, I need to be used!” Luda grew more anxious and eager by the moment, and were you not so equally ready to pound her into the mattress there might have been more time dedicated to teasing her senseless. Luda’s petite body was ripe for the taking, and with a quick alignment of your cock against her frustrated heat, you entered and filled her to the hilt.
"Ohmygod!" Luda cried out. It was a pity you couldn’t see her expression, but the loud whiny moan and lip quivering when she arched her back was good enough. The clenching, silky walls that suffocated your cock took your breath away as you moved carelessly.
“I’m just a toy. Use me like a toy, fuck me like a toy. I’m your little plaything,” Luda said, her words slurring together. It was clear she was yearning to be broken, and you’d indulge her desires without hesitation. Luda’s small waist fit perfectly into your hands, and you held it with an absolute forceful grip that guaranteed bruises after.
“Pretty little Luda,” you said, and rammed into her hot cavern, grunting and groaning after each single thrust, while fingertips dug harshly into her sensitive flesh. Luda’s small lips stayed agape while you pulled her away from the pillows towards the edge of the bed and the pace quickened as her small perky breasts tried their hardest to bounce.
“That feels so good. Do you know how perfect your massive cock feels inside me? It’s like my tiny pussy was made to be stretched by it. Ah, fuck! It feels like I'm being split open. Don’t stop, please don’t stop until you’ve ruined me, daddy.”
It wasn’t often that Luda used that word, only when she was desperate—and if the way her dripping cunt endlessly clenched, she was at her most desperate.
“Am I a good toy, daddy?”
“Without a doubt, Luda. You’re the best toy.”
Toys weren’t always meant to be broken, but this one was. The cutest, most obedient toy that was tighter than anything else you had shoved your cock in. Eunseo always chose well.
Your cock felt at home sheathed inside Luda’s warm pleasurable center, hips moving frantically while she moaned uncontrollably. One more harsh thrust and you pulled out for a moment, rubbed your swollen cockhead between her messy wet folds, then slapped her needy clit with it before you shoved yourself back in.
Luda had never felt this full or stretched out. Moaning and gasping, her cuffed hands never dropped from above her head, not that she could do much with them chained together. Luda’s body was so enticing, so small and tight in the right ways. You wanted it all to yourself. Your hands roamed her body as your hips moved frantically, while you leaned forward to play with her cute tits and pinched her nipples, squeezing them roughly to make Luda scream even louder in pleasure.
"Ah, ah, daddy, please don't stop! I can feel your cock throbbing so much, it’s so big inside me!”
Luda’s words felt shallow without being able to see the lust behind them, so you ripped her blindfold off. In response she wrapped her legs around your waist.
“I'm not going to let you pull out of me. I promise to be a good girl and there's no fucking way I'd let you dump your hot seed anywhere but my tight, needy pussy,” Luda said, and now you could see the genuine desire in her eyes. She had a surprising amount of strength for such a small girl, and those powerful long legs desperately locked you in place and demanded your incoming load.
“Please, please, please, daddy—breed me until my womb is full! I want to feel my sore little cunt filled with your yummy creamy load until I’m overflowing. Empty it all inside me!"
You wouldn’t deny Luda’s craving to be your personal cumdump. The iron grip that her luscious legs held around your body coiled like a snake and refused to let go. It only fueled the power in your hips, pistoning wildly as you buried your face into the other side of her unblemished neck, biting and sucking on it to leave an even darker bruise.
“Breed me, daddy, please breed me, breed me,” Luda pleaded. Repetitive words became a droning chant, a hypnotizing chorus and in that moment you were succumbing to her whims for once, on the edge, to fill her body with the warmth you both desired.
Leaning in close enough to have your foreheads touch, you cupped Luda’s small face and stared intently, breathing heavily in tandem. “I’m going to give you everything I have stored in these balls. You’ve been such a good girl and you deserve to have your pretty pussy filled with the biggest load of my life.”
“Yes, daddy!”
One last word from Luda before you gave it all, hips harshly pistoning on their own, like an unstoppable train. “Fuck, I’m gonna—”
You never finished your sentence, only too eager to finish inside Luda. No more than a handful of thrusts passed before you reached your breaking point. Luda was all yours, and her silky walls pleaded equally for your load as much as her words did. You gave in, buried yourself in her tight cunt to the hilt, and erupted, giving her exactly what she wanted. Constant throbs in time with loud groans into Luda’s ears as you filled her to the brim with forceful spurts deep into her cunt. It made her climax shortly after—her back arched, her toes curled, and the long limbs coiled around your body shook violently. Had her restricted hands not been preoccupied with fiercely squeezing the sheets, Luda would have scratched marks into your back.
“Th-thank you,” she weakly said, and gasped for air. Luda’s pulsating walls didn’t stop, thirsty for more and milked every last drop out of you. The euphoria felt like it lasted forever. Luda served her purpose well, and you wished you had more to give her as you fucked your load deep as possible and ensured nothing spilled out of her.
Luda was over the moon with the sticky warmth left inside her. Only after your semen was deposited in her tired body did she loosen the vice grip she held on your body, legs slowly weakening enough for your cock to withdraw. The view between her spread legs was perfect, a thick viscous semen leaked out of Luda’s freshly fucked pussy, the most beautiful creamy waterfall.
“Good girl,” you cooed, and caressed her dark, messy hair. Before you crashed on top of her, you unlocked her handcuffs. Luda immediately wrapped her arms around your exhausted body.
“Was I a good toy?” Luda asked as her small chest heaved up and down, getting reacquainted with the use of her hands. You looked into her glazed-over eyes and kissed her lips.
“Always. Now let’s shower, and I can use the rest of Eunseo’s gifts on you.”
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Damnation
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You were met face to face with a dazzlingly beautiful woman. She was wearing cat ears that made you wish you can pat her head. Handong was wearing a beautiful smile. Too beautiful in fact. A feeling of dread immediately washed over you. You know you have done fucked up. Your eyes went blurry for a second and her cat ears seemed to transform into devil horns. A nephalem, with that heavenly smile of her contrasting with the devilish intentions in her mind. You slowly gave her the Pac-Man ghost plushie hoping to get a little bit of leniency later when she punishes you. The sacrifice was declined. The end of the world is coming. A plethora of apologies and excuses left your mouth as you try to justify your lateness but it was to no avail. When the moon reached its peak, so did your screams. The next morning, Handong can be seen humming happily while making breakfast.
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Happy Halloween lmao
Tick-tock says the clock.
Its hands moving as if it's waving you goodbye.
Tick-tock says the clock.
'Ignore it,' you say to yourself. 'Just finish typing this fast and then rush back.'
Tick-tock says the clock and you know you're running out of time.
Instincts take over and you soon find yourself behind the steering of your car, having fled the office. You were confident in your driving skills but that won't save you this time. You floored the pedal and broke every road rule known to man, hoping to get to your destination as fast as possible and escape this plight. A glance is thrown to the backseat and a smiling ghost can be seen. You pray that it's enough as a sacrifice and divert your focus back on the road. After a torturous drive, the outline of a house can be seen and you parked your car in front of it. Quickly grabbing the ghost in the backseat, you make your way to the entrance of the house. In front of you, the door to heaven and hell awaits to be opened. Turning the doorknob akin to opening the box of Pandora. Taking a deep breath, the lid was opened and what awaited your sight was...
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icedteareader · 3 years
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Salvation
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A woman dressed in a cat costume greets your sight when you opened the door. The frown present in her face painting contrast with her heavenly beauty. Quickly thrusting the smiling ghost into her arms, you hoped it will quench her anger.
"Is this your apology for getting home late?" Handong says. Her eyebrows lifting up in an elegant arc. "A smiling pacman ghost plushie?"
"Look Dongie, I am very sorry. The boss requested me to work late. I rushed home even when i wasn't finished" you reply.
"Am i supposed to be touched? Should i be crying right now?". A sarcastic remark for sure.
"You know that i love you with everything i have. You're the most important in my heart" you stated. "What can i do to make it up to you?"
The corners of her mouth lifting upward to form a slight smirk.
"3 dinner dates and we go to China on my birthday" she demands.
Knowing your fate lest you not accept her terms, you nodded your head. With this, a smile finally complemented her face.
"Well there's still some time left before Halloween ends. Put on your rat costume quickly. Seems like this kitten can still play with her food"
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