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itzsana-kiddingmenow · 2 days

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𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙖’𝙨 𝙜𝙪𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙬𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙎𝙆𝙕:

𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 7 — 𝙠𝙞𝙢 𝙨𝙚𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙢𝙞𝙣

𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙨: 1.4k

𝙖/𝙣: late but defo worth it…i really outdid myself for this one, OUGHHH IM SHAKING MY HEAD LIKE A FERAL DOG I NEED HIM—

𝙩/𝙬: angst to fluff, rough tickling and soft tickles mentioned, seungmin’s an asshole but he means well

𝒍𝒆𝒆: seungmin

𝙡𝙚𝙧: reader

𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕: @someone-who-loves-kpop-saranghae @jeonginsdiary @leeknowstan33 @v--143 @wereallgonnadieonedaybutnottoday @inkytornpagess @lajanaa @a-wild-seungberry @channieissocute125 @soap143 @seungsluvv @skznccmlee @moony-9

𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠! 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐞? 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐛s 🐾

he only really lets you tickle him if he feels like he did something to make you upset

seungmin may act all cold and uncaring, but he’s really not 🥺

making him laugh always makes you happy, so he lets you

not that he doesn’t love getting tickled himself, but he’d never admit that.

“Why are you so cold all the time! I’ve been nothing but loving to you, and…and it feels like you don’t love me at all!” You screamed, tears streaming down you face, rivulets of your sadness dripping onto the floor beneath you.

Seungmin knew his expression would be as blank and uncaring as it normally was, but he didn’t know if it was his heart of his sanity breaking completely.

You sobbed and almost falling over, Minnie rushed to catch you, but you shoved him away.

“Don’t act like you care now!”

Seungmin knew he fucked up. Badly.

He could feel tears of shock and remorse welling up in his own eyes, but he couldn’t bring himself to blink them away. Maybe he deserved this.

You grabbed your bag, stuffing your phone into it and slinging it over your shoulder.

“Where are you going?” Seungmin hated how his voice cracked, he felt weak and powerless.

You knew, Seungmin was your best friend, he may have seemed cold in the beginning but he truly did love you.

But what he had said to you was unforgivable.

‘Okay, you’re annoying. Stop calling me, I don’t have the time.’ His voice had sounded so cold, unfamiliar.

‘But, Seungmin.’ You coughed, spots swimming in your vision. ‘I’m really sick, I really need your help, please!’ You gasped.

Call ended. You had broken down sobbing right there and then, how could he say that to you, no emotion at all?

You had to drive to the hospital yourself, scared out of your wits to go alone, and had fainted right in the lobby.

Three hours later, he still wasn’t there, and your condition had improved. But you felt nothing but unrestricted numb, but all the pain in the world.

And now he was here, checking up on you and apologizing rapidly for being an ass, but nothing made you feel better, happier.

“I’m going home. I’m sick, and I need my medicine, if you didn’t know.” You snarled, shoving at him as he tried to hug you, tried to whisper more apologies into your ear. It just made you madder.

“You couldn’t do this when I needed you most.”

Seungmin stood there helplessly, and you only just caught the glint of his tears as you slammed the door shut.

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Sobbing, you only needed one more thing before you broke down completely. Hearing the door unlock, you shot up to slam your door shut, but Seungmin was faster, pushing against the other side and overpowering your weak state.

You stood there, tears streaming down your face, two hands covering it. You could feel his arms wrap around your frame, frail and uncertain.

But once Seungmin asserted that you weren’t shoving him away, his arms pulled you into his chest, head coming to rest on top of yours.

You wrapped your arms around his waist, and he held your face in his hands, leaning down to press a kiss to your wet cheek.

Seungmin sank to the floor in front of you, grasping your foot. “I’m so sorry, so sorry. Please…don’t hate me!” Seungmin looked so broken, guilty.

You couldn’t help but forgive him right away. Staring for a few seconds, you decide to make your move.

“Minnie.” You giggle. “What are you doing?”

He looked dumbfounded. “What?”

“What are you doing on the floor—why are you grabbing my leg like I’m going to run away.” You snickered.

Seungmin paused for a few seconds, clearly thinking.

“I was gonna beg for your forgiveness.” He smiled up with you, grinning at the idea that he made you somewhat happier.

You sank down next to him, hugging him tightly. “Don’t do this ever again. I really needed you.”

Seungmin’s breath hitched. “I was being really crappy. It won’t happen again, darling.” He sniffled.

“But…you owe me.” You glared at him with a pout, and he scrambled to reply. “I’ll give you anything…anything you want!” He held both of your hands in his.

Gosh, he really was the cutest. Your best friend.

“Fine. Let me tickle you.” You smirked, making your fingers into claws.

“W-What?! Anything else, anything? Please!” Seungmin was already flustered, ears red and voice stuttering.

He never lets you tickle him, you only normally manage to get a gasp out of him before he turns the tables completely, and you’re the one who was laughing.

“C’monnn, you said anything~” You tease, and he slumped. “Fine.”

You squeal in excitement, running to grab your tie and your scarf. Seungmin flushed a deep red as you tied his hands high above his head to the headboard, and he squirmed in anticipation as you rested yourself on his thighs.

“You ready for the biggest wrecking of your life?~”

He blushed even more, squeezing his eyes shut before letting out a small whine. “Noho!” He was already giggling. How embarrassing.

“They say that you only truly hear a person’s laugh when they’re being tickled.” You smiled down at him.

“Just get it over with!” Minnie blurted.

“Mmm, fine. Let’s start here.” You wiggled your fingers along his neck, startling when you hear the cutest giggles you had ever heard in your entire life. “Aweee~”

Seungmin was pretty sure his face was the color of tomatoes at that point, giggling crazily as your nails tickled along his collarbone.

“How about…here?” You moved to his armpits, scraping up and down consistently.

“AGH!! P-Please…” He squirmed and tried to seal his lips, just to burst into laughter when you massaged the center of his underarms with your thumbs. “Nahah—HAHAHA!!”

“Your laugh is so cute!!~” You giggle along with him, a wide grin on his face that made you want to tickle him more.

“NONONO!!” He shrieked when your fingers moved to his ribs next. “NO—AAAAHAHAHAHAHA!!” You jolted but smiled right along with him.

“PLEASE—! PLEASE SOMEWHERE EHEHEHELSE!!” Seungmin choked, and you moved further to his waist, digging into the skin before slipping your fingers up his shirt to tickle him more.

Minnie began to thrash wildly, cackles ringing through the room as his cheeks reddened cutely. ”AHHHAH IHIT TIHIHICKLES!!“

You knew exactly how to push his buttons.

“How do you think raspberries would feel?~” You crawl further down with a shit eating smirk, moving his clothing out of the way slightly to expose his bare tummy and his belly button.

Seungmin watched in horror. “W-Wait!! Don’t do raspberries…I might die!!” He pleaded, stomach quivering under your hungry eyes.

“But I want to…” You pout, and he giggled crazily as you trailed your nails along his cute tummy.

“Here goes!” You lowered your head, blowing a torturously ticklish raspberry onto his skin. You’d never done it before, but it must have worked, considering Seungmin’s pleading was drowned out by his hysterical laughter, the cutest smile on his face as he laughed himself silly.

“YAAAHAHAHAHAHA!! PLEHEHEASE IHITS SOHO BAHAHAHAD!!” Seungmin shrieked, arching his back and slamming it back down when you blew another into his v-line.

”MAHAHAHAKE IHIT STAHAHAHAHAHAP!!” He begged, twisting away from the tickly sensation.

Minnie was practically going insane already, and you decided to finish off with one more so he didn’t actually die.

You decided to go all out for this one, pressing your lips to his cute belly button and blowing as hard as you possibly could.

Seungmin let out a raw scream before descending into the loudest laughter you had ever heard from him.

“PLEASE—PLEHEHEHEASE OHOHO MY GAHAHAHAHAD!! STAHAHAHAHAHAP!!” He howled, thrashing his head around crazily in his bound arms.

You let up after that one raspberry to his belly button, kissing it gently to calm him down as tears dropped into his collar. “Thahat was so brutal!!” He whined, and you fixed his shirt before climbing onto his heaving chest to untie him.

Seungmin squeezed out the last few tears and giggles before slumping immediately the second you fully untied him.

“You did so well for me…love you so much.” You pressed kisses to his wet cheek to rid the tears, pulling him into your arms.

You didn’t expect him to reply, but he did. “I love you more.”

You smile happily. “But seriously, you’re one of the most ticklish people I’ve ever seen.”

#kpop tickle #midzywannabeitzy #skz tickle #stray kids #skz #lee seungmin #ler reader

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veryberryjelly · 2 months

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always gonna protect you

luke castellan x fem!reader

prompt : pulling you by the waist this has to be one of the best things ever

𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

being drenched in red water was not how you imagined your day going.

but thanks to the scoundrels in the area cabin, it’s how your day was ending.

your clothes drenched and discoloured because they thought you were someone else.

great.

you were just doing a quick check of the cabins before you finished up for the night, but unfortunately you had come to check on ares too soon.

and now you were going to be late to your plans.

yourself and luke had made plans with a couple other camp counsellors but you were going to have to catch up later.

you were not about to rock up stained pink.

so you headed into your own cabin to shower, and then rinsed out your clothes to get the dye out of them before you hung them to dry.

luckily nothing you were wearing was white so the discolouring wasn’t a massive issue.

but that made you a full 20 minutes late for your plans with everyone, meaning you skipped heading to the original meeting place and just walked down towards the waterfront where you had planned to hang out

you found the group sat around two sets of picnic benches with a pizza laid infront of them.

when one of your friends noticed you approaching she deviated from the group, pulling you into a hug and pulling you towards the benches.

your eyes immediately met luke’s and a smile spread across both of your faces as you took a seat on the same side of the bench as him.

though your focus was more on the pizza and explaining why you were damp.

“ares kids tried to prank someone else and i ended up dyed red” you explained as you grabbed a slice of pizza and moved your damp locks away from your face.

thankfully the conversation moved swiftly on to someone else’s plans to head into the city in a couple of days.

you were honestly more focused on your pizza than the conversation.

your attention was pulled from both of those when you felt a pair of hands settle on your waist and pull you backwards along the bench.

you didn’t need to turn around to know it was luke. you were familiar with the wide spread of his hands on your skin.

when you felt your back hit his chest you tilted your head to rest on his shoulder and look up into his chestnut eyes.

a warm feeling spread across your chest when he smiled at you.

“hi”

“hi” you replied, unable to contain your smile, especially when he leant down to press a kiss onto your temple.

“you want to come stay in my cabin tonight? keep you away from those pesky ares?” he suggested

“you gonna protect me?” you teased

“ ‘m always gonna protect you, baby” he muttered as he pressed a soft kiss onto your lips.

a wave of gagging noises and ‘aw’s came from the other counsellors

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luvv4j4ybe11 · 28 days

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just a silly little thought but can i request the sully brothers each reacting to the reader having a bush? 👀 i never see this often written!

Tbh…tbh….i had to write this bc it was brewin in my head ever since i saw that you sent this in, nonnie😭

(Also, I’d just like to say that if this makes you uncomfortable just simply unfollow me/keep scrolling/wtv you need to do to not feel like that. What you read is NOT under my control. Just had to say that before I continue☺️💕)

Dividers by: @cafekitsune

Warnings: p in v, reader as a bush (duh), switch dynamics, degradation, praise, aged up! Neteyam, aged up! Lo’ak, cum play, mentions of impregnation, cunnilingus, and I think that’s it. Enjoy, babies<3 (btw this isn’t proofread, so if there’s errors I apologize!)

- Neteyam wouldn’t care at all, if anything he finds it more attractive than when you don’t shave

- will purposely eat you out for hoursss because the feeling of your thighs + the little curly hairs rubbing against his face drives him crazy

- also is soo notorious for insisting to cum inside of you/cum directly onto your pussy, because he just loves the mess it makes. The sight of his and your own cum covering your tired cunt and thighs makes him wanna breed you untill it takes. (RAHH NETEYAM WITH A BREEDING KINK😩)

- loves to cup your pussy in his big ass hand, and he’ll slowly slide a finger inside of you while he shushes and coos a mixture of praises and degradation. Especially if you try to push away from him because of embarrassment of the little patch of hairs you have adorning your precious cunt.

“Awh, babygirl, why are you gettin all shy now? You were too shy when you were begging for me to cum inside of you, like the little slut you are...or when you see begging for me to stretch your tiny pussy out with my cock…you know there’s no need to feel embarrassed around me, babygirl. I love you endlessly.”

- also is so obsessed with how much your natural scent is increased when you don’t shave, so whenever he eats you out he’s always in a trance because of it. He won’t stop untill you physically cannot anymore(but even then he’ll pry another one out of u☺️)

- will purposely fuck you in missionary because he loves watching the strings of the both of your juices sticking to his lower abdomen that connect to your pussy. It’s just more fuel for him to breed you.

- regardless tho, he loves you and your body (+more) unconditionally and will support anything you choose to do with it<3

- now, Lo’ak, is a frl menace when it comes to this (but what else is new😭)

- mf will deadass tell you not to shave bc he finds your bush so attractive

- and if you do he’ll be so pissy about it😭one time you did he didn’t talk to you for 2 days bc he was so mad, (and you made fun of him for it once he finally came back bc he was acting like a child😭)

- whenever you’re feeling insecure about it/your body in general he’ll be stuck to your side all day, never leaving your body untouched and never leaving your mind with a doubt. He’ll be stuck between your legs for hours while telling you how beautiful you are and how pretty your body is.

- also js is such a munch in general, he’ll always beg to taste you before he leaves your side. And when he actually gets to it, babyboy gets so needy and whiney:( poor boy is slurping and sucking at your over sensitive clit while his cock is twitching and drooling with precum, so much that it leaves a little puddle on the floor:(

- and if you tug his hair whenever he hits your sweet spot, the neediest whine will come from him. It startled you at first, but when you looked down at him you were met with the most pathetic little face ever, his ears were pinned to his skull, face completely covered in your slick, lips all puffy, eyes all lust hazed and needy, and let’s not forget how much his tail would be swaying and wrapping around any body part of yours it can grab. He’s like an excited little puppy when it comes to going down on you, he can’t help it:(

- a bonus if you hit him with the hair tug + praise combo(and if you wrap your thighs around his head extra tight☺️) bc he’ll be complete putty in your hands. All kinda of desperate whines and moans will come from him as he makes you cum for the 5th time that night.

- he gets so whiney too, he’ll constantly beg you for “just one more” when you know you’re too overstimulated

“I know you can give me one more, mama. You don’t even have to do anything, I’ll do all the work, ok? Please just gimme one more…please, mama?”

- also will purposely fuck you in mating press/missnonary because he loves how your slick will stick to his v line and connects him back to your cunt

- when you two are done and you’re both ready to go to sleep, he always ends up fucking your thighs lightly, and always makes sure to rub between your folds with his length js so he can tease you and bc of the feeling of the little curly hairs rubbing against his tip makes him dizzy with pleasure

- besides all of that tho, he loves you no matter what, and whatever you choose to do with your body he’ll support ( just give him two days)

A/N~ I almost wasn’t even gonna post this bc I lost the whole fucking thing the first time, but I did it!! Tbh it was nice to write smth that wasn’t the fics I’ve been working on, so ty nonnie for sending this in!! And I hope this is everything you hoped and dreamed for😭 bc I kinda felt like I was talking out my ass the whole time. ANYWAY! stay safe, and stay hydrated, love you babies<3

Duces🫶🏽,

luvv4j4ybe11

Taglist~ @tallulah477 @hotdsworld @plooto @blue-slxt @itchaboi-itchyboy @xylianasblog @etherial-moon-blog @criticallybella @professional-yapper

(If you’d like to be added to my general taglist or removed js lmk!! And if your tag isn’t working, check your settings💕.)

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mcverse · 1 year

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This is a mix of multiple fandoms & occasionally OCs, I’ll try to keep the same fandoms side by side

Thank you for being amazing writers 💗

-ˏˋ gives me butterflies ˊˎ-

ꨄ︎ Neteyam “new parents” by @jakexneytiri

ꨄ︎ Ao’nung “nìfnu” by @suuuupernovaaa

-ˏˋ i shed a happy tear ˊˎ-

ꨄ︎ Sully fam “all the stars” by @bartxnhood

-ˏˋ angst angst angst ˊˎ-

ꨄ︎ Tsu’tey “kiyevame,yawne…” by @tarrynightss (W: death)

-ˏˋ hotter than a sauna ˊˎ- kiddies stay away

ꨄ︎ Jake “pretty girl” by @daydreamerbunny

ꨄ︎ Lo’ak “take me, have me in you” by @loaksbitch

ꨄ︎ Neteyam “dreaming of me” by @starofthesea7 (W: stepbro)

ꨄ︎ Neteyam “so wrong but so right” by @sweethoneycn (W: stepbro)

ꨄ︎ Neteyam “our little secret” by @teyums

ꨄ︎ Yan God “i worship three” by @hana-no-seiiki

ꨄ︎ Naruto “spoiled” by @tired-biscuit

-ˏˋ chaptered, binge it bxtch. Tm later ˊˎ-

ꨄ︎ Neteyam “all of my love” by @kurogxrix

ꨄ︎ Lo’ak, Nete, Ao’nung “skybound flame” by @omnifanfic

ꨄ︎ Lo’ak “tidal wave” by @normspellsman

ꨄ︎ Tsu’tey “unrequited” by @randxmthxughts

#☆ 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐩 — 𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐬

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satorusdiary · 10 months

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i made a wattpad fic td, you should read it bc there’s gonna b hella smut in the future + it’s a toji fic🥰

toji fic

#⁂꥟✰🜸+ 𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 #⁂꥟✰🜸+ bfgojo on wattpad #i will b very motivated for this book i swear #toji fushiguro

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gh0stsp1d3r · 11 months

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𝐒𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐛𝐢𝐠, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭

𝐘𝐞𝐬 𝐢 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐚 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠... 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨

Female reader

𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖- 𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤, 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐩 𝐢𝐧 𝐯, 𝐬𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤 18+.

𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐧𝐨𝐰 (:

He held onto your hips tightly, throwing his head back. You moaned and he smiled ever so slightly at the noises.

His mouth made its way towards your neck, he opened his mouth and softly dug his fangs into your skin.

It hurt for a second, but the pain felt oddly good and turned you on.

He licked up the blood that fell down. You whined and he groaned at the noise. He was just getting harder and harder every second as you rode him.

“At the same time, alright?” He couldn’t take any more waiting. His claws dug into your back, making marks that would probably last a while.

“Mhm.” You said, going slower as you reached your peak.

You both came undone at the same time.

You slowly got off of him, him helping you. He breathed heavily and you made yourself comfortable on the bed. His hands went around you, holding you tightly.

“You did so good. 𝑴𝒚 good girl.” He said quietly. He kissed your forehead and he looked down at you in his arms. You looked at him and smiled.

You looked so perfect and small compared to him, he loved it.

“What’s got you all happy today?” You mumbled.

“Nothing. Just happy to see you.”

“Mhm… sure.” You laughed and he just rolled his eyes.

You traced patterns on his chest, and he just stared in admiration.

“Sometimes I forget how big you are.” You mumbled.

“Ah, but you still take it.” He said with a smirk. You slapped his chest, you both laughed loudly

#miguel o’hara x reader #oscar issac fic #oscar issac smut #miguel o'hara smut #spider man across the spider verse #Spotify

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chrisevansonly · 5 months

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𝐁𝐚𝐛𝐲’𝐬 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐒𝐧𝐨𝐰 (𝐫𝐮𝐞’𝐬 𝐣𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐜 1)

𝐃𝐚𝐝!𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐋𝐞𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐜 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: it’s your little girls first time experiencing snow and charles couldn’t be more excited to share that with her and with you

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: non super fluffy!!

𝐀/𝐍: HAPPY HOLIDAY SEASON!!!! omg i’m so excited for this christmas celebratory little fanfic party time!! i love christmas and what better way to start it off than dad! charles 🥰🥰

🎄🎄🎄🎄🎄🎄🎄🎄🎄🎄🎄🎄🎄🎄🎄🎄🎄🎄🎄🎄

Lyla Marie Pascale Leclerc was quite honestly the cutest little five month, almost six month old in the whole world, and of course as her mother and father you both weren’t being biased at all.

She was a late summer baby so when the holiday season began to come around Charles couldn’t help but become more excited at the fact that his little angel would be experiencing her first snow. Not to mention her first Christmas and you’ll admit you’d been getting in the spirit and looking forward to it, but Charles, well he took it to another level

“Lyla, regarde maman mon ange…” (lyla, look at mommy my angel)

You stood in front of Lyla, your phone out as she sat in the snow, her hands hitting the ground as she squealed happily

“Are you enjoying the snow baby girl?”

Honestly her squeals could cure anyone’s sadness, especially as she looked up at her father, Charles melting as she reached up at him

“Is it cold? You ready for papa to carry you around again?”

“She noticed you weren’t busy enough, you’re back to carrying duties my love”

Charles smiled, picking her up off the ground before coming over to you so he could place a kiss to your lips, Lyla whining as you got the attention she wanted

“Oh was maman stealing papa’s kisses? I’m sorry little love” you cooed softly kissing her forehead, effectively returning the smile to her face, that only amplified as Charles pressed kisses around her face

“Maman is all left out now..”

At the sound of the slight drop in your voice, your little girl looked at you her lips forming into a pout before she reached for you, your eyes softening as you took her and kissed her cheek

“Aw je t’aime tellement mon petit amour, merci bébé” (aw i love you so much my little love, thank you baby )

Charles was more than happy to watch the two of you cuddle up together, there was nothing more he loved than spending time with his girls, and now having the winter break, he had all the time in the world to spend with you two before heading back to pre season testing in February.

While you continued walking throughout the park, Charles picked up some snow and molded it into a snowball, bringing it over and holding it out to Lyla, causing more happy squeals to come from her

“This is a snowball princess…you throw it anywhere you want, here try it”

The little girl looked at her father as she took the snowball, obvious confusion in her eyes before she threw it, the best a five month old can, landing straight on Charles’s chest, his mouth dropping in faux shock

“Well done my love!! You got papa!” you laughed, causing Lyla to follow through, her laughs only getting louder when Charles dramatically fell to ground, snow continuing to fall around him

After a few seconds of squirming you put Lyla down and let her crawl over to her dad, letting her climb onto him and hit his chest, babbling softly until he grabbed her gently and lifted her into the air, more laughter spilling around him as you joined them in the snow.

The same spot where Charles once made you fall in a snowstorm 5 years ago on this same day, the day that changed your lives forever and brought two perfect people together, and now you had a daughter to share the love with.

The same spot that love once flourished is the same spot that love still grows…even in the snow…

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hrts4scarr · 1 month

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⋆ ˚｡⋆୨ 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐀 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐑 (sv5) 𝐱𝐨 ୧˚

★ 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝﹕ yes/no — 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦﹕Formula 1 [?] — 𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐞﹕smau — 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲﹕based off this request by @cliosunshine <3 — 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬﹕im not really sure what warnings there are, use of y/n, use of curse words, reader is faceless, i got some of the dates wrong, probably not proof read well, lmk if there's anything i missed!! — 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠﹕sebastian vettel 5 x fem!reader — 𝐰/𝐜﹕icba to check coz this is an smau LMAO ★ 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐚/𝐧﹕ hii my lovely angels!! no, i haven't finished the alex summers fic 😓 this became a little longer than i expected, buuuuut i had a lovely time making this 🤭 enjoy! ౨ৎ 𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ;; none yet :)

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yns.library had to scream that off by writing and more screaming but hey, meet and greet on march 10th in australia! can't wait to see you all, yeehaw! 🤠🫶

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user : SHE'S SO GORGEOUS OML.

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user : wait she likes seb but she's a ferrari fan??

user : babes, you can be fans of different teams and different drivers.. liked by creator!

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yourbff : can confirm, she was screaming all around the house.

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yns.library : are they not basically the same........

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Hello, Y/N!

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hii! wait.. redbull??? 😭

redbullracing

Yes, haha! We heard you were coming to Australia. We were wondering if you'd like to come to the paddock for the race! We know you're a Tifosi, but it doesn't hurt to change sides sometimes 😌

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oh my god?! i would love to!

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Well then, pack your bags! We'll text you later for more info, don't forget to bring a pen to sign some books too! See you in Australia, Ms. L/N 😉 message liked by @/yns.library!

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GIRLIE, SPILL RN.

yns.library

REDBULL FUCKIN RACING MESSAGED ME AND SAID I CAN COME TO THE PADDOCK FOR THE AUSTRALIA GP?!

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OH. MY. GOD. [who's that again]

yns.library

... f1 😔

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OH RIGHT!! MAYBE YOU'LL SEE THAT CUTE BOY YOU'VE BEEN RANTING ABOUT!

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HEY I HAVE NOT BEEN RANTING! @/yourbff reacted 😒 to your message!

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yns.library hihii guess who's going to another part of australia for another meet n greettttttt :)

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☆ 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐚/𝐧﹕is it bad that i'm obsessed with my own layout 🤭i had sosoosso much fun making this, though i did get stuck a few times.. anyway, follow the next part and for more! have a lovely day, i hope you enjoyed <3

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itzsana-kiddingmenow · 1 day

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𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙖’𝙨 𝙜𝙪𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙬𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙎𝙆𝙕:

𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 — 𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙟𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙞𝙣

𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙨: 513

𝙖/𝙣: WEEE I WROTE THIS IN 15 MINUTES DO NOT JUDGE THE CRAPPINESS

𝙩/𝙬: soft to rough tickles, jeongin is cutieee

𝒍𝒆𝒆: jeongin

𝙡𝙚𝙧: reader

he likes to pretend he’s not ticklish for the most part

but you’re his best friend

and with. how sensitive he is, it was only a matter of time before you found out anyway

it was his neck.

Watching a movie only became that much more interesting when you noticed Jeongin squirming aggressively.

“What’s wrong? Are you hurt?” You asked calmly, not wanting to harm him in any way possible.

“Yeah, I’m fine.” Innie squeaked, letting out a tiny giggle when you leaned in to check for injuries. “Your breath is tickling me!”

You paused. “You told me you weren’t ticklish!” How could he hide such an important aspect of our friendship for such a long time?

“Just a little!” He suddenly squealed you I pressed a kiss to his ear. Oh, so that’s how we’re playing.

“Mmm, now I have to tickle you just to see if you’re lying,” You laugh. “I sure hope you’re not.”

You had to wrestle with him for a few minutes before managing to get him fully comfortable underneath you…either way he didn’t really stop you? This was confusing.

“Awe~ does the little baby want to get tickled?” You teased. It was more of a way to fluster him than anything, but the cute figure he let out only had your heart fluttering further.

Your fingers evaded his arms covering his torso to dig gently into his sides; You realized that he probably couldn’t handle rough tickling often.

Meanwhile, you pressed the softest of kisses across the expanse of his neck. Considering your head was under his chin, he couldn’t scrunch his shoulders and stop you.

“Hahaha!! IHIT TIHIHICKLES!!” He squealed, high pitched laughter ringing through the room.

“Yeah, no shit. I’m tickling you.” You deadpanned, slipping your fingers up his shirt and skittering them across his waist.

Innie twisted crazily, shoving at your arms and giggling like a maniac. “Ehhehe!! Stohohop!!”

“Om nom nom~” You bit his ear playfully, nibbling the area of his neck where he was most sensitive.

Jeongin was practically a melted pile of laughter at this point, loud screams of ticklish agony sneaking through his uncontrollable cackles.

“AGGH YOU CAHAHANT!! DOHOHONT NOT THERE AHHHAHAAHA—!!” He could barely get any words out, tears streaming down his rosy cheeks.

“You can handle a bit more, can’t you?” You pout into his neck, and Jeongin screeched when your fingers slipped happily into his armpits.

“AHHHHAHAHAHA STOAHAHAHAP!!” He shrieked, and you got your head out of his neck before you got smashed by his jaw.

Now both of you were squirming around the bed, Jeongin laughing desperately while you laugh at his incredibly red, teary cheeks.

“PLEHEHEASE MAHAHAKE IHIT STOHAHAHAHAP!!” He screamed, thrashing around in ticklish agony and grinning as wide as he possibly could.

Jeonginnie thrashed enough to practically dismantle the bedsheets, practically on his stomach to escape.

“Okay, okay. You’re done. Jeez, you’re sensitive. It was like riding a wild bull.” You scoffed.

“Just cause I’m the maknae doesn’t mean I can’t get you back!” Jeongin snarked. “Watch your tongue…”

#kpop tickle #midzywannabeitzy #stray kids #skz tickle #skz #lee jeongin #ler reader

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veryberryjelly · 3 months

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jumpy

luke castellan x fem!reader

prompt : hands around their neck, hands around your waist

𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

you had left home super early to make sure you got to camp on time.

probably way too early.

but you were excited to see luke, and you hadn't been able to wait another minute when you had been awake all last night.

you hadnt seen luke since he came to visit you two months ago and you truly missed him.

but when you arrived at camp half blood you couldnt find him.

so you decided to get yourself settled into your cabin, setting your bag onto of your bed and unpacking your things into the drawers under the bed you used every time you returned to camp.

you were way too focused on folding up a hoodie to hear the footsteps behind you.

you were alerted to a presence when you felt something against your waist, making you jump out of your skin.

you practically catapulted onto the bed to escape whoever was grabbing at you, but when you caught sight of a familiar mop of black curly hair, you left forward into his grasp, your arms tightening around his shoulders while his locked around your waist.

you buried your head into the crook of his neck, inhaling the familiar scent that you had missed more than anything.

your hand slid up into his soft curls, relishing in the feel of it underneath your fingertips.

" hey there, baby. miss me ?" he questioned against your skin.

luke.

" so so much " you muttered quietly, pulling back from his tight embrace to look him in the eye.

your arms loosened around his neck, loosely draped over his shoulders while his remained locked around your was it, not willing to let you go yet.

" you gotta stop scaring me like that though " you commented, a laugh flowing through your chest, and his.

" never. you gotta stop being so jumpy " he teased, his thumbs rubbing slightly against the small strip of bare skin that he had created at the edge of your jeans.

" never " you replied simply, leaning up on your toes to press a teasing kiss onto his lips

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onlyjaeyun · 9 months

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𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 | 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐉𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐆

⁂ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐣𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

⁂ 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭; 𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩!𝐀𝐔, 𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐭!𝐣𝐚𝐲

⁂ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 𝟖.𝟖𝐤

⁂ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐬𝐞𝐦𝐢 𝐩𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐜 𝐬𝐞𝐱, 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯 𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐠 (𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐦— 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥) 𝐝𝐲𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐜𝐬, 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐲!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞!𝐣𝐚𝐲, 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 & 𝐝𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐬𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤, 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤, 𝐦𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠/𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐤𝐞𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝-𝐝𝐨𝐦!𝐣𝐚𝐲, 𝐩𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐲 𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭 (𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡), 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐥 (𝐟.𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠), 𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐬𝐦 𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐚𝐥

⁂ 𝐀/𝐍: 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐛𝐲 𝟑-𝟒 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐛𝐭𝐰! 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐮 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐭!𝐣𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐭’𝐬 𝐠𝐨. 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐜, 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝! 𝐱𝐱 𝐳𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐞)

⁂ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧…

You don‘t know what it is, but something about your boyfriend‘s workplace never fails to excite you.

There are definitely a few things you can think of but one of the main reasons is the heavy contrast between your own and the tattoo shop‘s aesthetic build, which makes you even more nervous and excited to be there.

With all the black and gray, the few dark green and blue shades, everything about it reminds you of your lover and just how fascinating the two of you must look to outstanders.

And despite looking more than just out of place the second you step your foot through the front door, you know no one‘s going to make you feel uncomfortable simply because Jongseong won‘t let them.

As the owner and one of the best artists of the shop, everyone, including the regular customers, pretty much know about you. You don‘t know how Jay had managed it, but you also never bothered questioning it. After all he‘s the boss and you‘ve been with him even before he opened the now incredibly successful studio, so it just seems to make sense.

You approach the big glass door with a big smile and patiently wait for your boyfriend‘s best friend and fellow tattoo artist to see you.

“Damn, Y/N”, Jake chuckles and takes the bags with food from you, his lips stretched into a handsome grin as he gives you a quick hug, “I thought this would take you another hour, to be really honest. You‘re awesome, thank you, little one.”

You follow the blonde male to the big counter at the very right of the shop, your eyes quickly grazing over the dark lines on his arms, waiting for him to set the bags down before you shift your attention back to his handsome face.

“Jongie left the house without breakfast again and I hate it when he only has one meal a day so I was already on my way to that place when I texted you to ask the others for their orders”, you explain to him, a soft pout on your lips at the mention of your boyfriend‘s bad habit.

“That guy”, Jake sighs, taking a sip from his RedBull and shaking his head as he looks at you just as disappointed, “he loves to live off of cigarettes and if it wasn‘t for you, he‘d be a walking nicotine addiction.”

You chuckle and let your eyes roam the beautiful interior of the tattoo studio, your boyfriend‘s love for minimalism rather obvious in every little detail, starting from the furniture all up to the decorations.

“Oh, my God! Miss Y/N, I fucking love you”, the raspy yet excited sound of Yunjin’s voice makes you smile and with a small chuckle, you watch the blonde almost brutally push Jake away from the bags of food.

“Yours and Jihyo’s is in the bag with the napkins, Jen!”, you say and start giggling at the way she looks at you with literal love gleaming in her pretty eyes.

“How much was this, little one?”, Jaeyun asks and plops down on one of the big armchairs on the other side of the room before he pushes half of his cheeseburger into his mouth and takes a bite.

You furrow your brows at his question and roll your eyes before you ignore him, your gaze slowly wandering to the door of your boyfriend‘s workplace.

“I‘m going to rat you out to Jay, I literally don‘t give a fuck, Y/N”, Jake huffs and angrily continues to munch on his burger.

You just shrug his threat off, watch Jen take a seat next to her coworker with her mouth stuffed to the brim and yet a content smile on her lips.

The sudden sound of deep laughter manages to get your attention and at the realization that you only know two of the three voices, you curiously let your eyes wander to the hallway behind the counter.

Sunghoon and Jungwon are quick to spot you, both of them shooting you a genuine smile and a small wave as they listen to the tall brunette standing in between them.

You smile and wave back happily, trying your best not to stare at the stranger too much but for some reason your head is trying to make out his handsome features, as if you knew him from somewhere but couldn‘t pinpoint where exactly.

“But seriously, the girls over there are a whole new level when it comes to that and-”, the tall guy suddenly stops in his tracks, his cat-like eyes roaming your body shamelessly and for the first time in what feels like forever the feeling of slight discomfort overcomes you.

“And who is this pretty girl in the cute little dress?”, he says, nudging Sunghoon’s arm with his elbow as he never once averts his prying gaze from you.

In some kind of twisted way, you enjoy the way he so obviously seems to like what he sees but the disgusting feeling of anxiety creeping up your spine is what slowly drives you crazy.

You stare at your shoes like your whole life is depending on it; and nervously fumble with your fingers as you begin to regret your wardrobe choice yet again.

“Back off, Jaemin”, Jake grunts and suddenly gets onto his feet before he approaches you, “remember the doll Jay kept talking about? That‘s her. So you better not even think about it”, he adds and comes to stand right next to you, tattooed arms crossed in front of his chest as the two males stare at each other.

“Jaeyun”, the stranger cooes and breaks into a big smile, his astonishingly pretty features almost blinding you and if it wasn‘t for him running his inked hand through his thick hair, you would have stared at him for another good minute, “at least let me introduce myself to her, hm? I don‘t want her to think that I‘m impolite or rude.”

“It‘s okay”, you say and place your hand on Jake’s arm, smiling at him rather confidently to make sure he knows that you‘ve got this.

“There we go. I‘m Jaemin”, the stranger begins and holds up his hand, “Na Jaemin.”

And at the sound of his name, it finally clicks.

You can‘t even remember the amount of times you‘ve heard his name; the boys talking about him so much, you couldn‘t help but get curious as to who he is, yet never once having the chance to meet him in all those years of dating Jongseong .

Never once did he say anything negative about him despite the male’s annoying habit of natural pettiness and that‘s probably why you‘ve been so eager to give a face to the name. You definitely remember seeing pictures of him with the boys from High School since they were all somehow connected with each other through their sports clubs, which is why he probably seemed so familiar at the first glance.

And to say that you‘re positively surprised at the actual face would be an understatement.

“I‘m Y/N”, you say and shake his hand, gulping harshly as you try your best to maintain eye contact but feeling yourself fail miserably.

“No wonder grumpy Jong never stops talking about you when we go out for drinks”, Jaemin chuckles, a row of loud sighs coming from the boys and leaving you even more overwhelmed, “I wouldn’t shut the fuck up either if I had doll as pretty as you.”

“Back the fuck off, Jaemin”, Jungwon hisses and rolls his eyes, Sunghoon shooting you an apologetic smile since he knows – everyone knows – just how anxious you get when someone flirts with you, which you like to blame on your lack of experience with the opposite gender as well as your social anxiety.

“Oh, calm the fuck down, guys”, Jaemin laughs and tilts his head to the side, “you know I can‘t hold myself back when I see a pretty girl.”

“That‘s enough, Jaems”, the sudden resounding of your boyfriend‘s incredibly deep and slightly raspy voice calms you down in almost an instant; the familiarity and feeling of being absolutely safe puts you at ease just like that.

You turn around with a big smile on your face before you finally meet the gaze of your lover.

Without even thinking about it, you let your gaze roam over his broad shoulders and his strong torso, the fabric of his black shirt clinging to his skin in just the right places. You shamelessly ignore the customer right next to Jay as your eyes fall to his thick thighs; the smooth leather of his pants and the chains dangling from his belt just emphasizing the beauty of them even more.

Just when you finally come to look at his heavy boots, Jongseong starts speaking again; this time a lot less strict and rather relaxed.

“And again, if you‘re worried or anything like that, just give us a call or come to the studio and one of us will have a look at it, yeah?”, he says, his lips stretched into a genuine smile and you feel your chest growing warmer and warmer the longer you watch him.

Everyone says their goodbyes to the customer before the boys grab the other bags and go to join Jennifer on the couch.

You nervously wait for Jay to say anything; his eyes just strictly staring Jaemin down who easily holds the stare; not really caring about the intimidating aura of your boyfriend.

“Da- uhm I mean, Jay?”, you mumble and look at him with needy eyes, your whole body craving his presence but for some reason you‘re still a bit too shy to go up to him with everyone so close.

You softly grip his shirt, hoping to get his attention that way and as he continues to keep his focus on the tall guy, the heavier the feeling of disappointment fills your chest. The thought of him not being happy to see you upsets you a lot more than you would have expected it to.

“You‘re one of my dearest friends and I‘d do a lot for you but I will actually break your kneecaps if I have to. I have even less shame and decency than usual when it comes to my doll”, Jongseong mumbles, rubbing the sides of his pierced nose with his thumb before he runs his inked hand through his freshly dyed, black hair.

“Jay, it‘s okay-”

“Oh, come on, Jong”, Jaemin scoffs and raises one of his eyebrows at your boyfriend, making the tattoo artist tilt his chin even further up as his whole body tenses up in one go, “you know I can go even further, I‘m actually holding myself back because of you.”

“Stop it, you two”, the soft, calming and almost motherly voice of Jihyo, the other female tattoo artist of the studio, cuts through the tension in the right moment and with a soft sigh you let go of your boyfriend‘s shirt and look at her with a little smile.

“I‘m just fucking with you, J-”, “Don‘t. Not when it involves her”, Jay interrupts his friend, pressing the words through gritted teeth as he obviously tries to remain calm.

“Calm down, champ”, Jaemin spits back now as your boyfriend’s behavior obviously seems to irritate him, “we both know I would have fucked her already if I wanted to.”

“Have some respect, you piece of shit”, Jongseong suddenly yells and pushes the brunette away, the sudden action making you gasp in shock and an instant wave of discomfort overwhelm you.

You watch the two of them continue their now slightly physical argument with your heart pounding in your chest and tears pricking at the corners of your eyes the heavier the feeling of your anxiety becomes.

Thousands of thoughts rush through your mind, ideas on how to separate them by yourself and calm at least Jay down only to be quite quick to remember that he hadn‘t even spared you a simple look.

Jungwon and Sunghoon come to pull the two males away from each other; obviously used to their bickerings since they‘ve been friends for so long and even though you want to shrug it off and blame it on your boyfriend‘s short temper and protectiveness, you can‘t help but start crying at the sight of him so angry and upset.

You know it‘s not just because of you; after all it was Jaemin who pushed his buttons. However, you still feel responsible and guilty and in combination with the heaviness on your chest, you can’t hold yourself back anymore. Your body craving him, his presence, his touch and his reassurance in an unbearable way.

With shaky legs you walk up to him, tears streaming down your cheeks as you nervously try to stop yourself from crying too hard.

“Daddy”, you whisper and look up at your boyfriend with teary eye. Jay furrows his brows even more before your voice finally seems to get through the heavy cloud of anger as he takes a deep breath and averts his gaze to meet yours.

It‘s the sight of your tears and the scared expression in your beautiful eyes which pull him back to reality completely.

“Baby”, he replies and takes your face into his inked, ring clad hands, his touch calming you down almost instantly.

You bury your face in the crook of his neck, your arms tightly wrapped around his strong waist as you let yourself enjoy the feeling of safety and security in his embrace.

“It‘s okay, baby”, Jay sighs and places a soft kiss on your temple before he looks at his friend and shakes his head in annoyance, “Daddy‘s got you. I didn‘t mean to scare you, I‘m sorry”, he continues, his eyes never once leaving Jaemin’s who seems to be slightly taken aback by the sudden usage of a word so forbidden yet so powerful.

“She calls him-”, “Yes.”, Jungwon quickly cuts his brunette friend off with an answer, knowing how weird it is to process information like that since he still quite vividly remembers the day he had heard you call Jay ‘daddy’ for the first time.

“I‘m sorry, Y/N”, Jaemin says, “I was being disrespectful and disgusting, I hope you can forgive me.”

You pull away from Jay and turn around to look at the handsome giant, a soft smile on your lips before you simply nod and quietly thank him for his apology.

“Jong-”, “It‘s fine, Nana”, your boyfriend sighs and lets out a tensed chuckle, “I tend to get extra protective and even less patient when someone talks about her”, he explains and lets his eyes roam over your face, enjoying the intensity of your love-filled gaze.

The atmosphere in the studio returns back to normal and comfortable rather quickly, everyone enjoying the joined lunch break while talking about random things.

As usual, you find yourself listening and talking to the girls a little more than to the boys, who are currently busy trying to figure out a bar to go to later and since you‘d rather not hear your boyfriend planning a night out without you, you put your whole focus on Jihyo and Jennifer.

It‘s not that you don‘t want him to have fun or go out with his boys but you know that usually those nights end with him coming home rather drunk and – or high at five in the morning and you can‘t help but get worried.

On top of that you like to get a tiny bit jealous, especially when Jongseong dresses up and goes out looking like a Goddamn runway model.

But the longer you watch the excitement in his eyes grow, the easier it is for you to just let every doubt and worried thought in your head go and be happy for him.

By the time everyone is done eating, the four males are ready to leave; Jaemin apologizes to you yet again before he gives you a soft hug and tells your boyfriend to treat you well.

Jihyo and Jen both welcome their last customers of the day, handing over the front of the shop to you just as usual before you and Jay finally get a bit of time to yourselves.

You can‘t deny just how impatiently you‘ve been waiting for this exact moment. For different reasons Jongie has been coming home a lot later than usual, which wouldn‘t have been a problem if he also didn‘t leave the house way earlier than on his regular days. However, with the new tattoo studio opening soon and him being the most requested artist, he‘s been extra busy and the two of you have barely gotten a minute to yourselves.

You can‘t even remember the last time you‘ve had breakfast with your boyfriend, despite living with him. It took you a lot to get used to him being away from home more, your anxiety using dark and mean thoughts as a weapon to keep you up at night even though you haven‘t been sleeping at all in the past few weeks.

“Thank you for bringing us lunch, baby”, Jay whispers and wraps his strong, tattoo covered arms around your waist, burying his face in the crook of your neck, “I‘ll leave my card to you tomorrow so you can go and get yourself some nice things while I‘m at work, hm?”, he sighs and with an almost audible roll of your eyes you turn around to look at your boyfriend with your lips pressed into a straight line.

“I have my own money, Daddy”, you begin and let your fingers graze over the little metal in his brow as well as the ones on both sides of his nose, “and I keep telling you that you can‘t spend so much on me.”

Jongseong scoffs, tilting his head to the side before he pushes his hands underneath the fabric of your dress and shamelessly starts groping the soft flesh of your ass.

You let out a gasp and look at him with a pout on your lips, loving the way he pulls you even closer to his strong body and easily sends soft jolts of arousal straight into your cunt.

“But now that I actually have the money, I want to spoil you, baby”, he explains to you and is quick to lift you onto the counter, spreading your legs and coming to stand in between them, “let me give you the world.”

“I already have everything I need, Daddy”, you sigh and pull him into a quick, sloppy kiss; the taste of cigarettes and mint quickly capturing your taste buds and making you hum against his lips.

“You‘re so cheesy, baby”, he chuckles; the sound making your smile grow even bigger and it‘s the way the soft brown of his eyes is filled with nothing but love and affection that has you gasping softly.

“But seriously”, Jay mumbles and nudges your nose with his as his eyes flutter shut, “with the new studio opening next month and the new deals settling in, I can finally offer you the life you deserve, my love. Please, let me.”

“No”, you smile and shake your head softly, chuckling at the way your boyfriend dramatically throws his head back with a groan.

“You‘re a hopeless case when it comes to this”, he grunts and sits down on the little chair behind the counter, pushing himself to find his position in between your legs again.

“How is it healing, baby?”, Jongie suddenly says, pushing your thighs even further apart to reveal your clothed cunt to his curious eyes before he lets his fingers graze over the dark lines of your new tattoo.

You shudder at the feeling of him so close to where you‘ve been craving him the whole day.

“I don‘t know”, you whimper and cringe at the feeling of your arousal gushing out of your clenching pussy right into the fabric of your panties, “y-you tell me.”

Jay smirks at your reaction, his eyes roaming the number ‘20’ engraved into the skin at the very top of your inner thigh before a calming jolt of warmth finds its way through his veins at the memory how you had asked him to give you your first tattoo and the meaning behind it.

The smell of your arousal and your squirming easily manages to distract the tattoo artist and you whimper softly when he suddenly presses his face into your clothed cunt.

“Fuck, baby”, Jay groans and pulls your legs over his broad shoulders, “I want to eat this pretty pussy right now, right here. You‘re so fucking ready for me, I don‘t think I can wait any longer.”

“Y-You have two more customers– one of them coming in a few minutes, Daddy”, you whine and pull his face even closer into your pussy.

“Let me just get a quick taste, princess”, he grunts, pulling your panties to the side and revealing your drenched cunt to his hungry eyes, “after all this pussy is mine anyway and I‘m just taking what rightfully belongs to me”, his deep, raspy voice sends vibrations through your body, eliciting another row of moans from you.

Jongseong doesn‘t even hesitate as he pushes his tongue into your tight hole, lapping up every bit of your juices to make sure nothing goes to waste. You subconsciously start moving your hips to meet the movements of his hot muscle, the pleasure easily clouding your mind and leaving you craving for more.

“F-Fuck!”, you whimper and try your best to keep your sounds down, which is basically impossible because of the way he’s fucking you with his strong tongue.

“My baby has the sweetest pussy, f-fuck”, Jay groans into your folds, his eyes rolling into the back of his head as your essence coats his tongue and pushes him deeper and deeper into the haze of his own arousal.

“Daddy, please…”, you beg, not knowing if you‘re asking him to stop or keep going because of the way you slowly but surely are losing yourself in the delicious feeling of pure pleasure.

Jong pulls his head away with a soft moan before he lets a thick drop of spit fall right onto your hot flesh at the same time he pushes one of his fingers into your spasming cunt.

You arch your back, desperately looking for a way to hold onto something, your grip on the edge of the counter painfully tight before your hands find home in his thick hair.

Jay slowly starts thrusting his finger into you, making sure to hit the right spot as he sucks your clit into his mouth and takes in the sound of your little whimpers and high pitched moans.

“I‘m c-cumming…”, you whisper into the air and throw your head back, “s-so close, Daddy.”

You feel your relief creep up your spine, the taste thickly coating the inside of your mouth, you know you only need another thrust of his fingers and the tiniest bit of pressure against your throbbing clit to fall over the edge.

However, as if he had it all planned out, the loud ringing of Jay's phone brutally pulls you out of your lust-filled haze; the sudden lack of any form of stimulation and penetration leaves you completely breathless.

You gasp for air like crazy, tears pricking at the corners of your eyes the more your cunt clenches around nothing and for a good second, a thick black veil falls over your eyes as your body struggles to handle the denial of relief.

“Alright, buddy”, Jay says and pushes his slick coated finger into his mouth, his eyes roaming your helpless form with pure amusement whereas all you do is sob in despair.

You slowly start calming down again, your cries dying down and your body finally finding its balance again after falling into emptiness just like that.

Once you’re all okay again, you get down from the counter, your legs still shaky as you adjust your panties and your little dress before you try to make yourself look a little bit more presentable again.

By the time you‘re not shaking anymore, Jay’s next customer enters the shop; the tall guy‘s face hidden behind a black face mask, soft, black curls falling into his handsome face as he comes to stand in front of the counter.

You shoot him a soft smile, welcoming him calmly and offering him some of the hand sanitizer you like to keep in one of the drawers, which he accepts with literal relief gleaming in his eyes and words of appreciation leaving his lips.

“Hey, Seung”, Jay greets the tall male, nodding at him while trying to stay focused on the things the person on his phone is saying.

The following three hours pass by rather quickly. A couple of customers coming to get new appointments with one of the boys, as well as a few either canceling or postponing the ones they‘ve already had and by the time the last one of the day enters your boyfriend‘s studio, everyone else has left already and you try to kill some time by cleaning up and watching a few videos on Youtube.

Your boyfriend makes sure to give you a quick visit to check if everything‘s fine; a habit he‘s come to develop after some random guys had tried too hard when they realized that you were all alone in the studio a few months ago.

However, nothing like that had happened again after that day and you‘ve been trying to get your boyfriend to be a little more relaxed whenever you took over for the girls.

But you can‘t deny that you‘ve been feeling a little bit more nervous.

After he sends his last customer away, Jay gets comfortable on one of the big chairs, positioning himself right behind you to watch every single one of your movements with hungry eyes.

You love the way you can feel his gaze dripping in arousal and want, the intensity something you‘ve grown oh so used to and have always been obsessed with.

No one has ever made you feel as beautiful and loved as Park Jongseong and that‘s something you won‘t ever take for granted.

However, despite his hungry eyes basically devouring you alive, you still manage to focus on putting all the appointments on the little post-its into the digital as well as the normal calendar, not wanting to fuck up anything.

“Baby”, he suddenly sighs, one of his big, ring clad hands grabbing your thigh before he lets it wander to your waist, “enough of that, want you to come and sit on my cock, please.”

And just like that, you gulp at his words; your whole body slowly starts to heat up the more you think about his delicious request.

“I’ve missed you so much, pretty girl”, Jay continues, pushing his hand underneath your dress for the nth time today before he hooks his thumb into the waistband of your panties and casually pulls the fabric down your legs, “couldn’t stop thinking about you and your perfect pussy, especially after I got to taste you earlier today.”

“P-Please, Daddy”, you choke out, throwing your head back while grinding your cunt against the hard bulge in his leather pants, “need you to fill me up. Want your cum inside of me”, the words leave your lips just like that and even though you’re still consciously present, you’re already way too deep in your heavy haze of pleasure to properly register anything.

“Anything for my pretty girl”, he grunts, taking your chin into his tattooed hands before he pulls it down, making you part your lips and casually letting a thick drop of his spit fall onto your tongue.

As soon as the taste of his saliva coats the hot muscle in your mouth, you grind your cunt even harder against his clothed cock, a high pitched moan falling past your lips.

“So needy for Daddy’s cum, angel girl”, Jay chuckles and leans back to take in just how desperate you seem to be for him and his touch; something he won’t ever get tired of.

You know he’s mocking you, the shit eating grin on his pretty lips and amusement sparkling in the darkness of his eyes giving it away rather easily, yet you still can’t get yourself to be a little less subtle about your arousal.

“No teasing, Daddy”, you pout and look at him with big eyes, your cunt clenching like crazy as your relief slowly but surely climbs up your spine, “been so good for you after all.”

Jong lets out a loud chuckle at your words, the sound making you whimper even louder before you pout harder at him, yet your hips never once halting their movements.

“Don’t fuck with me, angel”, he suddenly hisses and digs his painted nails into the soft skin of your ass, making sure you’re not able to grind even further against him and basically taking away your high from you for the second time today, “no matter how good you’ve been, if I don’t like your behavior, you’re not getting D-D-Daddy’s cock or his cum, you know that”, the mocking of your little stutters has tears pricking at the corners of your eyes as you look at him, whispering a soft response of approval.

“But I am going to reward you for being such a good little slut for your Daddy”, Jay sighs and pulls the top of your little dress down to expose your tits to his hungry eyes, “gonna let you choose the position but if you fuck around, I’m gonna put the tip in and cum inside of you without fucking your little hole, understood?”

You’re quick to start nodding like your life’s depending on it, excitement mixing with pleasure inside your veins as you try your best to stay composed.

“Good girl”, your boyfriend grunts with a playful smile on his lips and you know he’s not done teasing you just yet but unfortunately you’re way too far gone to even care; the thought of having his cock fill you up to the brim just how you’ve been craving it, the only thing on your mind.

“From behind, please”, you say, trying your best not to look away yet failing when the last word falls past your lips, “want you to fuck me from behind.”

“Look at my pretty little whore, using her words for me like a big girl”, Jay praises you, followed by a firm spank on your left ass cheek which sends the sweetest jolt of pain through your body and right into your cunt.

“M-More, Daddy, please”, you beg, your body literally craving the mixture of pain and pleasure in a way you simply cannot put into words.

“Sometimes, when you stutter and squirm and whine the way you do, I forget what a cockhungry little slut you are, do you know that?”, he presses through gritted teeth, wrapping his big hand around your throat just when he lands another harsh slap on your skin.

“But then you ask to have your cunt fucked from behind and stuffed full of cum or your cute little ass spanked and I remember just how much of a fucking whore you actually are”, you listen to his words attentively, but the light lack of oxygen makes your head spinning and focusing on him a lot more difficult than expected.

“Only for you, Daddy”, you whisper breathlessly, “only want you to fuck and stuff my pussy, I promise.”

“I sure fucking hope you do, pretty girl”, Jay’s response is harsh and doesn't leave any room for arguments, his strong gaze reflecting his natural possessiveness in response to your words, “because that fucking cunt belongs to me and me only.”

He doesn’t give you the time to respond, pushing you from his lap before he tells you to get into the position you had asked for.

You’re quick to obey his order; the thought of finally feeling him inside of you again overwhelming you in the sweetest way possible.

It’s not like Jongseong hasn’t been fucking you the past few weeks, despite his busy schedule; but for the first time in a while, you don’t have to rush things and you can’t help but get excited.

However, as soon as you get rid of your dress and put yourself back into your original position on all fours, you hear the clicking of his tongue, followed by a deep chuckle which easily sends another jolt of arousal straight through your veins.

“Aren’t you a little too eager to have your cunt stuffed, little one?”, the artist grunts, followed by the delicious sound of his belt being unbuckled and shortly afterwards his chains and pants hitting the cold floor.

“Been waiting all day, Daddy”, you reply softly, your thighs shaking slightly and the feeling of your juices slowly running down your inner thigh becoming uncomfortable the more you start clenching around nothing like crazy.

“I know, baby”, you hear him chuckle coldly, his big, ring clad hand feeling like ice cubes against your heated body as he softly starts groping your ass with his palms, “my cock and cum are all you think about after all, am I right? You sit at home, thinking about getting your little whore-hole ruined all day long, hm?”

You know he’s expecting an answer and you want to give him just that, but the harsh sting from an unexpected spank on your sensitive ass followed by the breathtaking feeling of his tip grazing your spasming hole makes it impossible for you to respond.

“F-Fuck, Daddy…”, you whisper breathlessly, burying your face in your arm and whining when he slowly pushes a little of his tip in, “need you so badly, please just fuck me”, you’re not really sure if he can hear your muffled words but you mumble them regardlessly in hopes of finally getting what you’ve been waiting for.

“Cut the fucking whining, angel girl.” Jong lands another hard spank on your sore ass cheek, the sting making your cunt clench even harder around his sensitive tip and you feel your heart picking up its pace at the sound of his deep groan.

“I’m s-sorry, Daddy..”, you reply, your voice hoarse and still barely audible but no matter how hard you try, the feeling of his tip stretching you out has clouded your brain with a thick haze of want and the disgusting need to feel more.

“You’re s-s-sorry, huh? If you’re that fucking sorry then why is your sloppy little cunt clenching like that, princess?”, Jong presses through gritted teeth, his thick fingers find their way around your throat before he pulls you flush against his chest.

And at the feeling of his cock slipping out of you, a row of whimpers and whines falls past your lips; your body craving the feeling of being filled without even getting a proper taste.

Jongseong, however, can’t help but chuckle at you.

The vibrations of his chest and the comforting yet humiliating sound of his laughter has tears pricking at the corners of your eyes and as you wrap your fingers around his tattooed wrist, you subconsciously start moving your hips in hopes of getting some kind of stimulation.

“I asked you a fucking question, you desperate cockwhore”, Jay spits, tigheting his grip around your throat before he lifts his other hand and harshly spanks your sopping wet cunt; the metal of his rings hitting your clit in just the right way.

The delicious combination of pain and pleasure elicit a loud sob from you, the first few tears finding their way down your cheeks.

“And now you’re crying? Oh, goodness-”, he scoffs, rolling his eyes and letting you go to watch you fall back onto the couch, burying your face in one of the pillows.

“D-Daddy..”, you manage to lift your head up, sobbing and whimpering when you finally realize the lack of his touch, “please, fuck me. I’m n-nothing but a stupid little whore for you.”

You can sense his next move coming, you can see the way he lifts his arm from the corner of your eye, yet the second Jay's big palm meets the sore skin of your ass, you still can’t prepare your body for the beautiful pain it comes with.

A loud mewl leaves your lips, your hands gripping the pillow underneath you even tighter as your cunt spasms in response to the pain you’re so familiar with.

“You’re such a fucking crybaby”, Jay replies, his voice even deeper than before, building a bittersweet contrast to the way he’s caressing your burning skin oh so softly, “you know what I do to slutty little crybabies, don’t you, baby?”

And suddenly, at his words, you feel a cold shiver run down your spine and without even missing a beat, you get yourself to stand on your knees, trying your best to look back at him with tears blurring your sight.

“No-”, you whimper, your heart thrumming in your throat when you turn around and take the soft fabric of Jay’s shirt into your fists, “no, no, no, no- please, Daddy- I want more than the tip. I promise I’m gonna be a good girl- gonna stop being a crybaby”, you don’t really know what you’re saying, the thought of being denied takes up every bit of your rational thinking.

You look up at Jongseong with big, tear filled eyes, your breath hitching in your throat as you try your best to stay composed and be good for him but as soon as his pretty lips stretch into a teasing smirk, you can’t help but let out another sob because you know what’s about to happen.

“God, you’re so fucking pathetic, did you know that?”, without missing another moment, you start nodding, your cunt spadming in despair every single time his cock twitches right against your tummy.

Jong’s sudden grip on your face has you gasping for air, your eyes rolling into the back of your head, “you love being treated like this, don’t you? You love it when your precious, precious D-Daddy plays with you like the fucking toy you are, don’t you?”, you struggle to comprehend every single one of his degrading words but just the tone of derogatory in his deep voice pushes you deeper into the sweet haze of submission.

You look up at him, the sudden urge to get the familiar sense of reassurance from his pretty eyes overwhelming you and as soon as his gaze finds yours, you smile softly when you’re met with just what you were longing for.

His soft eyes are still filled with the same warmth and love you’re oh so used to and you feel yourself calming down even further, despite all the mean things he’s been saying to you.

“Mhm”, you hum and feel your lids grow heavier, “of course I love being treated like this, Daddy. You always fuck me so well- how could I not?”, your reply is calm and from the way you’re looking at him, Jay can tell that he’s got you right where he wanted you.

“Oh? So you do remember how to use your manners, baby? That’s good because I really wasn’t feeling like fucking some into your bratty brain”, he grunts and rubs his cock against your cunt, making sure to not touch your little clit at all before he moves to position himself in between your thighs.

“Spit”, is the only thing you manage to reply with as your brain only comprehends the way your boyfriend runs his tongue over his plump lips, a sheer layer of saliva coating the skin in the most alluring way possible, “please, Daddy- want it so bad.”

Jay cocks his head to the side, stilling the subtle movements of his hips before he tightens his grip on your chin again, pulling you even closer to his handsome, flushed face.

“At least you’re asking properly for it now”, he growls, his dark eyes attentively roaming your fucked out expression, “but this is the last thing you’re gonna get, princess. It’s not like you’ve been anything but a needy little crybaby to deserve any more than this.”

His words echo in your head and you feel your juices ooze out of your sensitive cunt, sending shivers down your spine before you mumble a quick response of gratitude and part your lips in anticipation.

You whimper almost instantly at the way his saliva coats the hot muscle yet again, your lids fluttering shut and just when you’re about to close your mouth, he lets another thick drop of spit fall right onto the back of your tongue.

He doesn’t give you a second to swallow properly, just eagerly pulling you into a sloppy kiss, groaning and moaning into your mouth like a man gone mad.

“Enough of this”, Jay suddenly growls, running a tattoo clad hand through his messy curls as he pulls away, “turn around and get on all fours, now. If you make me wait any longer you won’t get a drop of my cum- got it?”

You’re quick to obey, nodding at his words, doing as you’re told and getting into your original position from earlier with your cunt spasming in excitement.

“Please, D-Daddy”, you whimper and bury your face in the pillow, your whole body tensing up at the feeling of his leaking tip lining up with your entrance, “fuck your baby into my belly- I need it so bad.”

Those are the words which elicit the deepest, almost animalistic groan from Jay as the thought of stuffing you with his cum to the point where it’s impossible for you to not be pregnant cloud his brain.

“Fuck, baby”, he moans and slowly pushes into your tiny cunt; the stretch from his impressive size, especially in girth, should be something you’re already used to yet you still find yourself gasping for air before he’s even halfway inside of you.

You don’t even realize how close you are until you feel Jay grazing your sweetest spot deep inside of you for just a mere second and that’s the moment you start begging.

Usually he loves to hear you beg; his only goal is to have you a sobbing, begging and cum stuffed little mess on most nights.

But not this time.

He simply ignores the row of begs and pleas falling past your lips like a goddamn mantra; the feeling of your tight walls gripping his hard cock in just the right way easily becomes the only thing on his mind.

Jay doesn’t give you time to adjust to his size; not when you’re both this worked up because he knows you can take that little sting and the pinches of pain from your pussy being stretched out. He makes sure to set a fast, merciless rhythm from the very beginning; pulling his cock all the way out of your tiny hole just to quickly ram it all the way back inside with one thrust. The emptiness of the studio is filled with the lewd noises of skin meeting skin, deep grunts and muffled whimpers as well as a few sobbed out pleas every now and it doesn’t take long for either of you to get drunk on the atmosphere those exact noises seemed to create.

“There you fucking go, pretty girl”, your boyfriend groans, burying his cock deeper and harder into your sensitive hole, shoving your face even further into the pillow with each thrust and easily pushing as close to the edge as possible.

“I’m gonna stuff you full of my fucking cum”, he continues when all you manage to respond with are a bunch of sobs and high pitched, muffled moans, “gotta make sure you are nicely bred, right?”

You start nodding like crazy before Jongie easily manhandles you, lifting you up to have you flush against his chest yet again, his thrusts never once slowing down as he buries his teeth in the sensitive skin of your neck and tightens his grip on the flesh of your hips.

You feel yourself getting closer with every second passing by, your clit throbbing as you lose yourself in the delicious feeling of being stuffed so, so full by the one you love oh so much and you know he’s just as close as you are. His sloppy thrusts, heavy breathing and increasing moans giving him away just as usual.

“Daddy”, you sob, tears streaming down your spit and drool stained face, leaving a burning trail behind as they find their way down your neck, “so close – fuck – please...make me cum. I need it so bad-”, your words are slurred, barely coherent and you have no idea if you even said or just thought them but once your boyfriend wraps his pretty, ring and tattoo clad hand around your neck while the other one moves in between your legs to rub your clit, you know he understood every single one of them.

“Come on then, angel”, he presses through gritted teeth, tightening his grip around your throat to make you gasp for air as the pleasure slowly becomes overwhelming right when you’re about to cum.“I want you to cum all over my cock so I can fill you up. And since we both want the whole world to see who the fuck you belong to I have make sure you’re pregnant by the time I’m done with you, right baby?”

“Yes, D-Daddy... mhm, yes yes yes-”, your whimpers grow louder and louder every time Jay hits your sweet spot with his big cock, the tip grazing the entrance to your womb in the best way possible.

“That’s my good...fuck-”, he groans in response, not able to finish his praise.

And just when you’re about to cum, he tightens his grip on your waist, his fingers rubbing harsh circles into your clit and pushing his cock as deep as possible into your tight cunt with one last, sloppy yet hard thrust before the feeling of his cock twitching inside of you finally pushes you over the edge.

The waves of your high break down onto you in the best yet most suffocating way possible and if it wasn’t for Jay’s perfect timing, you would have passed out from being overwhelmed like this. For a good second everything around you disappears in a complete blur and you feel yourself getting more and more lightheaded; your cunt clenching and creaming around your boyfriend’s cock as you start sobbing even harder.

You have no idea what either of you are saying; Jay’s praises and words of encouragement as well as reassurance passing by without your brain getting a single chance to proceed the meaning of them yet you still manage to snap back into reality right when he cums inside of your tight cunt with a row of loud moans falling past his lips.

He buries his face in your neck, lazily thrusting his cock into you to make sure not one drop of his precious cum goes to waste and you can’t help but whimper at the feeling of being stuffed to the brim.

You have no idea how much time passes; both of you way too busy to calm down and catch your breaths, Jongie firmly holding you in his arms and keeping his cock buried inside of your tight cunt because he doesn’t want to make a mess.

The last thing he wants or needs is another lecture from Jen about why fucking in the studio is a no-go.

“Baby”, he suddenly whispers, his voice still raspy and hoarse, “wanna get dressed and cleaned so we can head home? Wanna spoil my pretty girl with a nice bath, some wine and movies?”

You can’t even giggle as the exhaustion takes over every bit of your being, a gentle smile tugging at the corners of your lips before you let out a hum of approval, placing a sweet kiss on his palm.

“You can take a nap while I bathe you but I wanna fuck you all night, baby...feels like I haven’t stuffed you in weeks”, Jongseong casually adds and lets go of your upper body, gently helping you to lay on the couch again; his big hands constantly caressing the sore skin of your ass.

“Don’t pull out..”, you whimper, not quite ready to feel empty just yet, “let’s stay like this for a little longer, please.”

“My good girl…”, Jay sighs softly, his eyes attentively roaming over your fucked out figure, focusing the way your lips are pushed into a pout, “how about this: I’m gonna pull out now and then I’ll have you cockwarm me all night, hm? Wanna take you home, pretty girl. ’s way cozier anyway.”

“But-”

However – you don’t get to finish that sentence.

The loud knocks on the front door of the shop easily startling the both of you, Jay almost automatically digging his nails into your ass as his head shoots to look at whoever the hell is trying to come inside at this time of the day.

“Jong? Y/N? Are you guys- Oh, my God”, as soon as the sound of Jake Sim’s voice finds your ears, you both let out a loud groan, your eyes rolling into the back of your head before you chuckle at just how dramatic he’s being.

Jay doesn’t immediately reply to his best friend, his hands gently caressing your ass before he lets you know that he’s about to pull out, eliciting a row of hisses from the two of you as he does just that.

He’s quick to turn you on your back, pulling you into a deep kiss and then getting himself dressed again.

You hear Jake’s ranting from outside, two more voices joining in not long after and it doesn’t take you long to figure out that Sunghoon and Jungwon are with him too.

“Park Jongseong, open the fucking-”, “Shut the fuck up, I gotta get her dressed, you piece of human garbage”, your boyfriend eventully spits back at his best friend, quickly growing tired of his whining.

You don’t really know how long it takes Jay to put you back into your little panties and your dress, your head still cloudy and eyes feeling extra heavy from exhaustion.

The next thing you know is a soft kiss on your forehead, followed by the sound of keys turning in a door and loud, deep voices filling the emptiness of the studio.

“You did it on the...couch? First the counter, then the bathroom, then the office and now the couch? I fucking hate you two”, Sunghoon’s gentle voice is filled with a mixture of disgust, mockery and humor yet easily gives away that he’s not fully serious.

“What the fuck do you guys want?”, Jay just replies, rolling his eyes at the sight of Jake putting his hands on his hips and shaking his head in disappointment.

“I forgot my phone in the office and we were gonna have drinks at the bar around the corner”, Jungwon explains calmly, his eyes finding your fucked out figure on the couch before he chuckles and winks at you before looking back at Jay.

“Great job, Ace”, he chuckles deeply before giving your boyfriend a quick fistbump only to have Jake interrupt them.

“I will tell Jihyo everything, I don’t give a fuck. You deserve her lectures-”, he says and eventually averts his strong gaze from Jay to you.

“Finally”, the blonde groans and lifts his hand to give you a high five before he runs his tattoo clad fingers through his hair, “you’ve been getting way too desperate, best friend. You really needed this.”

#enhypen smut #enhypen hard hours #enhypen hard thoughts #park jongseong smut #enhypen jay smut #jay park x reader #enhypen x reader #park jongseong x reader #enhypen writers

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mcverse · 1 year

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This is a mix of multiple fandoms & occasionally OCs, I’ll try to keep the same fandoms side by side

Wonderful writers seriously 💞

-ˏˋ chaptered, I love a good binge ughh ˊˎ-

ꨄ︎ Dialover, “the president of the fan club is a fake” quotev

ꨄ︎ Dialover, “the switch” quotev

ꨄ︎ Disney Villains, “if she doesn’t scare you” quotev

ꨄ︎ Demon slayer, “lucky” quotev

ꨄ︎ Male OC, “reverent” quotev

-ˏˋ one shot I can’t stop thinking bout ˊˎ-

ꨄ︎ Various anime, “feelings” quotev

#☆ 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐩 — 𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐬

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girlwithsharpt33th · 3 months

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𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐎 : 🎀 𝐁𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐘

𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐢 (𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐠𝐞), 𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐟! 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐬𝐮𝐛!𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐨, 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 , 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐯𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫, 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐜𝐮𝐬, 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐂𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐨

𝐚/𝐧: 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐢 ��𝐢𝐜 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧 - @mysicklove. 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟𝐜 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐬 𝐭𝐨 @yandere-writer-momo 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐠!

You admire your handiwork. Thick pink rope is wound around your boyfriend’s body, accentuating his prettiest parts. He’s trembling beneath you, eyes wide and brimming with tears. His poor, neglected cock weeps against your stomach.

You hum and rub against it, wiping away his tears with your thumbs and cradling his face in your hands, your stomach slick with his precum. He leans into the touch, sputtering.

“ ‘s too much!” he moans in desperation, but you ignore him. He pouts, but can’t seem to break eye contact with you.

A part of you wants to baby him, but you remind yourself that he wants this. Well, he wants what you want.

You can hardly bear your excitement at such a pretty sight only your eyes are permitted to see.

“Is it really, Cho?” you ask, sharply tugging his nipple piercings poking out from the triangles of rope across his voluptuous pecs. He winces and leans forward into your chest. You laugh and flick his pert nipples and he gasps and bites his bottom lip.

You can tell he desperately wishes that you will relieve him of his restraints so he can toss you onto the bed and give you all of his cum, but he also can’t focus on much else when you have him under your control like this; the tight, scratchy ropes digging into his skin, vibrator buzzing inside of him, your weight pressing against his crotch.

“So dramatic,” you tisk, and turn the vibe in his ass up a level. He gasps and grinds his hips sluttily, trying to disperse the sensation, but you press his knees down.

“M-mommy p-please..!” he whimpers pathetically against your chest, hot breath and tears tickling your skin. He furrows his brow and presses his lips together.

You grin, amused by the nickname. “What is it, Cho? Good boys use their words.” Your finger drags up his neck, lightly tickling him, before you tilt his chin up so he’s forced to look up at you. He’s silent, seemingly mesmerized by your face.

You grow impatient, poking him hard on the nose with one of your manicured fingers. “Cho. Use your words.” Your voice holds a menacing weight to it that makes him shiver beneath you.

He nuzzles against your hand, grateful for the tenderness of your touch and gulps, composing himself. “Help me. touch um…touch it. Please” he says in an even, bashful tone.

You’re surprised that he’s even able to talk coherently, so you let his vague request suffice. You shift back on his knees, wrapping your hand around his neglected cock. He throws his head back and groans, so very grateful for something to fuck. His hips bump lightly against your palm.

You chuckle and speed up the pace of your hand and turn up the vibe, paying extra attention to his sensitive tip, swirling around globs of precum with your thumb. His low groans quickly turn into needy mewls as he breaches his orgasm, thrashing beneath you and struggling against his binds.

Right before he comes, you remove your hand and lick up the mess of pre that coats it, teasing him with the lewd sight. Not like he can see much of anything with the tears clouding his eyes.

Smack!

The loud crack of your paddle against Choso’s ass reverberates through the silence of your serene room.

You’ve been flogging him for what seems like hours. He’s face down, ass up on the bed, still bound like a present. No, more like a dog. This situation is very alarming to him, fight or flight definitely activated, but he can’t seem to quell his arousal!

He’s so weak for you. Your voice. Your touch. no matter how cruel or condescending.

“mmmm…more!” he finds himself chanting weakly, clinging white-knuckled to the now tarnished bedsheets. He has completely let himself go, staying still like you’ve taught him. Taking everything you give him with a melty grin.

You’re seated behind him, and he so wishes he could see your face, see your doe eyes darkened with primal delight. How could someone so tiny, so adorable do this to him.

Your hand slides down his spine and you fist his hair. “Oy! Stop drifting off!” you say in exaggerated annoyance, delivering a particularly sharp blow to his ass. The vibrator continues to pulse within him. His consciousness keeps slipping, desperately trying to stay in this moment with you.

“m sorry mommy” he finds himself murmuring. “I love you s’ much, feels so good.”

He feels your weight shift as you lay on your side next to him, your tantalizing form finally gracing the corner of his vision. Your hand wraps around the bottom of his chin, forcing him to look at you. He melts. You look as if you’re staring at your favorite meal. He bucks his hips involuntarily, wishing so bad your pussy was wrapped around his cock. Wishing he could give you everything he has.

A mischevious grin makes its way upon your lips as you tap your pointer finger against the bed. “Lay down.”

He immediately complies, collapsing, yelping at the feeling of his neglected cock pressing against the duvet. He tries so hard not to cum. Not to disappoint you. He clenches his thighs together pathetically.

Smack!

you creep onto all fours, straddling the backs of his thighs, and continue to deliver blow after blow to his ass.

And he comes. Right then and there. Letting out a pathetic, garbled noise. His bound hands grasp at nothing.

You laugh, putting the paddle down and coax him onto his side, reaching for the remote of the vibe again and turning it down to an agonizingly slow thrum. He moans unashamedly, the pleasure and excitement pulsing through his veins as he revels in the feeling of your tits pressed against his back. He feels so dirty.

You reach around, your fingertips pebbling down his pelvis before you grasp his cock. “N-no! ‘s too sensitive!” he can’t help but cry.

“Give me one more? Mommy might give you a reward, sunshine”

𝐝𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐬 : @eloquentreverie , @rookthornesartistry , @chachachannah, @crazyfrm

#choso x dom!reader #choso x f!reader #choso x you #choso smut #sub!choso #ravenwrites

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bonny-kookoo · 7 months

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Jungkook

X♡X♡ [SEVEN DAYS] Day 3

If you gave him your heart, your soul, your body- what would he do to those things? Maybe it's time to see if he can handle your love for once, and not just the other way around.

Tags/Warnings: Porn with a lot of plot basically, inexperienced!reader, Dom!Jungkook, BDSM themes and elements, mild Angst, fluff, slow burn but we'regetting somewhere, they have mad chemistry but mc has trust issues, mentions of past domestic abuse (mental), Outercourse (basically non-penetrative sex except with a dildo), toys, Cumplay, it's messy smh, hand kink? Increased authority from kook

Length: ~5k words

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐜.♡

A/N: you'll never be able to imagine how much I struggled reconnecting with this fic. This was torture. I hated this fic so much at some point. I'm not proud of this part but if I don't get this out I'll never be able to continue this series.

-> Masterlist

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Jungkook has really nice hands.

Not just in a sensual or sexual sense, but in general. They're big but not intimidating, because the way he uses them is never in a mean or hurtful way. They're soft, and kind, and they also look very nice. Masculine, and strong, veins underneath the skin sometimes a bit more visible than other times, but they also hold a certain softness to them. His nails are well taken care of, only his thumb sometimes giving you a hint of a nervous habit.

They're uniquely Jungkook. Rough, but not to be feared. Gentle, but with the potential to lead. Capable. Handsome.

They're his main way of exploring your skin too- his fingers often used to make shivers run up your spine, palms warm as they feel every curve of you. He doesn't need to look at what he's doing ever it seems like, hands having minds of their own every time they touch you.

Like a separate entity almost, listening obediently to their master's command.

You slowly wake up from your nap, feeling actually refreshed, when Jungkook walks in from the door, giving you a hint to what must've woken you up. "Oh- You're up." He smiles, walking closer with a plastic bag, though his first mission is to press his hands into the softness of the couch before he kisses your cheek. "Here- let me show you something." He impishly chuckles, sitting down on his shins, before he opens the bag on the bed.

You're in a state of shock for a good moment, not even having noticed him move.

He's got the audacity to laugh over your shoulder, front pressed into your back, hands teasing your sides as they sneak up your loose shirt.

"Bought one that's about my size." He purrs sensually, almost like he's mocking you. But it's not malicious- playful, if anything, but not mean in any way. "So you can call it.. practice." He explains, while you stare at the nearly clear pink dildo that's staring at you, still packaged together with other things in the black plastic bag in your lap.

"Jungkook.. when did you even buy those things?" You wonder, feeling almost scared to touch any of the things inside.

"Earlier, when you were napping." He shrugs easily, hand reaching past your body to shamelessly dump the contents of the bag on the bed, bag flying somewhere on the floor. "Anything look like an absolute no-go to you?" He asks curiously, and you look without touching.

There's an egg-shaped item there you're not too sure of what it might be. The dildo explains itself, clearly- and the other massage wand is also pretty self-explanatory. There's two bottles of lube- one pink, the other blue. A.. plug, with a pretty pink gemstone on one end of it. Leather handcuffs, with soft looking fur on the inside. Overall, nothing immediately makes you uncomfortable.

You don't know what gives you the confidence for your next comment you blurt out though. "Don't you have any toys?" You ask him bluntly. "Like, for yourself? Or do you just.. use your partner's body for stuff?" You wonder, and he looks at you with a sharp gaze, a smirk growing on his lips.

"I wouldn't mind using your body, that's for sure." He flirts, leaning his head a bit to the side. "Why would I need toys if I've got you?" He fakes innocence as he asks that question without expecting any answer- And for a moment, you don't give one.

But something about his flirty comment bothers you.

Maybe because you hear someone else in your head again- all the men who've degraded you over the course of time. Your ex. Your friends. Your father. You hear them laugh yet again like you're pathetic and worth nothing.

"I don't want to be used." You deny with a flat tone, and it's clear from the slight change in his eyes that he's now on high alert at your every word spoken by mouth and body language, so he can figure out what happened to change your mood like that. "I don't just want to be.. a toy you get bored off and toss away at some point just to pick it back up once you're interested again." You say, drawing a clear line.

You're not sure how he might react to this. You didn't want to make a statement like that, but you can't mask the truth. You really are scared of getting hurt at the end of this- you don't want him to just play around and then let you go.

You don't want to go. You want to stay- You want him to want you to stay.

He says your name to gain your attention, voice low and steady, horribly gentle- and it makes your eyes sting as you realize that this is the first time a man has ever spoken in such a tone to you. He notices the way your eyes begin to gloss over- and it hurts him too, the fact that you're hurting.

"This isn't just something fun to me. I think I might not have made it clear." He says, staying away from you as to not invade your little bubble you're in, letting you have your safety. "I don't know what happened to you in the past to be so full of distrust towards anything good offered to you-" He sighs, running a hand through his hair. "-but I promise you, this isn't just a game to me."

"Then what is this." You say quietly, scared. "I'm scared that we're not on the same page here and that we're walking down to entirely separate paths." You complain pitifully with your back hunched over and head hanging low.

"That's because we are." He chuckles softly. "I'm trying to hold your hand here so we don't lose each other- but you're not holding it." Jungkook offers.

"I don't understand-" you shake your head, when as you look up again, his face is right in front of yours, eyes looking at your lips.

"Then let me help you." He hums towards you, before his lips press onto yours. And your body freezes.

Because he's never kissed you like this before- tender, calm and without any lust in it whatsoever. In fact, your realize only now that you've never been kissed without any hidden intentions or something to gain in mind. This kiss is soft, it's no words needed, it's love confessed in physical form. You've never been kissed like this. Ever.

And even more so, you're pretty sure he hasn't actually kissed you at all either- not until now, at least.

And it's all so confusing now, because you want to trust him, you want to just lean into him and let him have his way with you- but the fear inside you is still there, clutching your limbs, leaving you with no way to move anywhere- neither away from him, nor closer. You're currently stuck in place, and it's only a matter of time until he grows tired of you and your constant push and pull behavior.

You're hurting him, you know this.

Especially because you're kissing him back, giving him hope for something you might not be able to give him. You're cruel, aren't you? And the worst is that he probably knows even that.

Because once you start to cry, once you sob and cling to him like a touch-starved pet, letting all of those pent up emotions out because who cares, he doesn't say anything, doesn't ask what's wrong. He just holds you, gives you that moment, keeps your pieces collected in his palms for you to put back together later with his help. And you're not sure how many times you can do this.

Or how long he's willing to participate in this.

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Since Jungkook didn't make a move the entire morning, you've been spending it entertaining yourself as to not get bored. Not in a sexual way-

but by simply trying to see how strong his patience is.

It's a new feeling you've developed after just two days of being with him- confidence, and trust in that he won't ever hurt you whatsoever. No consequences he could come up with would ever truly put you in harms way, you absolutely believe in that. But what's disappointing was how he didn't ever get past a clench of his jaw, or a tilt of his head. He'd just.. let you do whatever, and never do anything to somehow discipline you.

It made you wonder. Is he even such an intimidating 'Dom' at all, or did he just make that up?

However, after talking about it after lunch, he's finally opened up to you too- having told you that he's gonna trust you too, that he'll be more open with you and his own desires, while you'll have to be honest about when he's going too far or too fast. And you agree- you want him to trust you too, want him to relax more around you as well.

After all, he wants to get to know you too, right? Not just the other way around.

What you did not take into account though, is that now, your actions actually will have consequences- and he will indeed put you back into your place in one way or another. And even if in that very moment where you piss him off he isn't reacting- he will remember those actions to remind you of them, later, when you don't even expect it.

Just like now, as he's finished some calls he had to make, finally finding time again for you. "I'm sorry- I technically told the studio not to contact me on my break." He hums into your hair, as you sit with him on the small sofa in his office, having practically demanded his attention back on you the moment he'd put his phone down, and he'd been visibly amused by it. Unbeknownst to you, he's more than just excited- after all, it feels like your week is finally gaining traction, as you no longer step around in the dark trying to navigate around obstacles that aren't even there.

He's just been too scared to scare you. But by now, it's clear that you're not. And it makes him eager to explore now that he can actually see where he's going with you.

There's a hand under your shirt, cropped top and cotton shorts nothing more than decoration really, considering he's already seen you naked. It's nothing too sensual technically- but at this point, you feel like something might be wrong with you. Because even a simple touch like this makes you.. needy.

He reaches over to the side, plastic bag rustling- and now you're actually starting to get antsy. Because there's only one bag next to the couch- the one that's containing all the different items Jungkook had bought this morning as he'd told you. And that's exactly what he's grabbing for it seems like, as he moves his arms a little to take out one of the items you weren't too sure about- already unpacked for some reason, as he holds it out for your hand to take.

"What is that?" You ask, fingers running over the smooth, silicone surface, while he chuckles behind you, since you're still halfway laying against his chest.

"Something I always wanted to try." He simply jokes. "It's really fun, according to a friend of mine. I've never used it with anyone before, but I think you might like it.." He hums, taking the toy away from you again, before his free hand pats your thigh once. "..scoot to the side for me, yeah?" He asks, and you do so, sitting next to him now while watching how he finally reveals what this.. object might be used for.

He has to adjust the belts multiple times to fit around his thigh, plastic clipping into place, before his eyes find yours, lips turned into a suspicious smirk. "Alright.." He starts, leaning back against the couch, and it's obvious that he's now demanding respect and most of all, your obedience. He points at a spot in front of him, and without words, you know exactly what he wants you to do, his expression one of almost.. pride, as he watches you stand in front of him, instinctually knowing what to do.

"Undress." He simply says, a straightforward command that you follow easily, because shame is something that you refuse to let yourself feel. He's not one you need to be hesitant with- he's promised you his honesty, after all, and he's promised you that even if things get awkward, it'll never change his view on you.

And his view of you is one of love, that's very clear to see and feel.

So it's not weird to stand in front of him all bare, clothes on a small pile next to your feet now, as he smiles. "Come here." He urges with a softer voice, having clearly realized that you've accepted his invitation into a scene now- for the first time not having needed any cues. "Take a seat, princess." He almost teases, and you do so, sitting on the soft silicone toy hugging his thigh.

It's pastel colored, multiple hues swirling together into one another, creating wave like patterns. "There you go... So pretty." He chuckles, hands running over the length of your arms, causing goosebumps to erupt from the sensation of his warm palms. He's feeling your skin a lot more sensually now, clear intentions as he touches your hips and waist, thumbs almost massaging the skin of your lower stomach, moving from the inside towards your hipbones before repeating the action.

His hands are so close to where you'd love to have them, and yet, you try and be patient. Because if you're good, he'll reward you, right?

It doesn't take long for you to notice the way your arousal makes movement a lot easier- your core by now slipping around with every little jerk of your hips, making you anxious to move more. And finally, as his fingers grip your hips, he gets into a more comfortable position himself- the unoccupied leg casually stretched out, while his back rests against the sofa, giving him a good position to watch you. "Show me how those hips can move." He urges, and you instantly take that invitation, slowly moving to test the waters.

You don't care what you look like, or about the wet sounds coming from the toy between your legs- because the feeling is insane.

He clearly let's you enjoy yourself for now, giving you free reign to figure out yourself how you like it. Your hips are squirming from side to side, ridges and bumps of the toy an odd but definitely pleasant sensation as you roll your core over it, uncaring of your arousal already leaking onto his grey sweatpants.

And neither does he care.

Watching you chase your own pleasure on his leg is just such a treat to witness- especially when he holds onto you, before he lifts his foot, forcing you down onto the toy without any warning, earning a surprised whimper from between your lips as he lets you down- just to repeat the motion a couple of times, simply to entertain himself. You're just too cute, even while doing such a sinful act. And especially when you clearly reach your orgasm is when he truly can't help himself-

hands guiding your hips to keep moving despite your clear sensitivity, just to see you struggle a little, thighs trembling and hands gripping his arms.

He's letting you lean against him, hips occasionally moving just a little, clearly still needy to feel more- and he's actually quite surprised when your hand curiously runs over the inside of his thigh, hesitating just shy of his very obvious erection that's only somewhat contained in his underwear and sweats. "You can touch me, you know?" He chuckles, making you look up at him. "I'm all yours." He tells you, and it feels like he's offering more than just his body to you.

But you don't get to think for long, because he's already helping you lay down on your back on the leather couch, unclipping the toy from his leg before he looms over you, hand running through your legs. "You didn't think I've forgotten, right?" He chuckles darkly, while his hand explores your still clenching core.

"You don't think I'm just letting you act like a brat and not put you into your place?" He purrs, leaning back on his heels, before he takes out something from the bag, his phone as well from the table close by. You're pulling back your legs, unaware that you're still exposed to him, lower lips plump and red from the friction of the toy, skin glistening with your arousal.

It's playing right into his desires, seeing you so clueless about your own appeal.

You're watching him press a hidden button on the toy, the pink object buzzing to life once, red light blinking while he taps away on his phone. "Oh~" He hums, trying out somethin it seems like, as the toy buzzes in different patterns before it stills again. "Interesting.. That'll be fun in the future." He chuckles, before he leans over you, kissing you with playful intent.

You're not sure what he's up to when he pushes your legs back down to stretch out, running the smooth object between your legs to cover it in your slick. "You're always so worried you can't take it.." He teases, looking right at you before you notice him push the object inside-

the egg shaped vibrator slipping right in, almost suddenly, core taking it inside greedily- only the elongated part staying outside, something resting right on your clit. "Oh?" He jokes, brows raised. "Where'd it go?" He jokes, making you laugh now, entire nature of this whole scene awfully light in that moment, lifting your overall tenseness entirely at this point. And for a moment, all is fun and games-

until he leans back, sits down in the corner of the couch, finger on his phone suddenly doing something-

The toy inside you buzzing to live, and not on an easy setting, that's for sure. He's obviously amused by the way you squirm, hips jerking whenever you move in a way that forces the part resting against you to move. And he's having the time of his life, trying out different settings and rhythms while watching you suffer under his antics.

"You still need to learn." He chuckles, watching your legs jerk whenever the piece that's resting over your clit moves just slightly. "I don't have to touch you to gain my fill." He says, simply scanning your body with a warm, hooded gaze. "Hm? You've had such a smart mouth the entire day." He coos, almost feigning innocence as he looks at you racing towards your final high-

Generously turning down the intensity so that it's not that harsh.

You're slowly catching your breath, when his lips tilt upwards, and his finger taps around- buzzing intensifying again, catching you off guard, causing a yelp to escape you as your hips lift off the couch.

This is too much. Or not enough? You can't take this, there's something strange happening with your body as it moves without your permission, turning over into all fours, front laying down as your hands frantically touch the inside of your thighs.

And Jungkook relishes in the scene you present to him, because there's a reason your fingers hesitate to touch your core, and he knows it.

You can't take it out. Not physically- that you can, if you really wanted to- but mentally. You know he's put it there, and he's the one in control. This is your punishment, and in an odd moment of realization, you accept it, thighs trembling as your body reaches yet another, warmer orgasm that causes you to cry out, voice sounding foreign to your own ears as your hips jerk, your knees pressed into the leather below the only thing holding you upright-

Or maybe it's Jungkook, who's leaning over your back, arm keeping your front elevated as it rests against your collarbone.

When did he move?

When did he shed his top?

Your core feels empty, and your legs feel wet. Is ge not wearing pants anymore? You can feel something touch you, hot and heavy against your thigh, and it must be him.

You want him. Where'd that toy go that was inside you seconds ago?

You’re still breathing heavily, cheeks still wet from the tears you didn’t even realize had fallen from your eyes. Your lashes are still coated in them, wet and heavy, when Jungkook kisses your neck from behind you, a reminder that he’s still there.

Just like he always promises. He never let’s you feel lonely.

“That's it.” He praises. “Hold onto me like that. I’ll keep your body safe while you let go.” He chuckles, and only now do you notice the iron grip you have on his forearm over your chest, nails digging into his skin. You feel a bit bad for it.

Though you just lessen your strength a bit, not letting go.

Suddenly, his other arm moves, grabs something out of sight, before he runs the object through your slick-coated cunt and thighs, covering it in your arousal before it prods at your still clenching hole.

“You think I won’t fit?” He purrs against your neck, and you swallow thickly, a strange cocktail or anticipation and worry mixing in your body. “You think I won’t claim this cunt as mine at the end of this week?” He asks again, and you can feel the wave if cool excitement wash over you- starting at your very neck, before it ends in the tips of your toes.

“I’ll teach your body to take me..” He almost chuckles, pushing the very tip of the clear pink toy inside, before he moves it back out- Pushing it in a little further each time. “I’ll make sure to get you all ready for me..” he hums sensually, by now having learned of your little kinks you have, as the hand from his arm still keeping your upper body pressed against his own finds one of your tits, groping the soft flesh before his thumb flicks the sensitive bud once to see you squirm.

“I won’t let you forget any of this.” He threatens almost, and you whine when you feel him push the toy even further now.

You feel so full. How much more is there to go?

“Jung-” you whine pitifully, eyes closed as your hips can’t stay still, all of it a stark difference to the fast paced, almost aggressive orgasm he’s given you just moments prior. “I cant-” you start, and he laughs.

“Oh you can.” He tells you, before he gives the toy another push. “And you will.” He purrs, and its then that you feel the base of the toy against your lower lips.

You swear you can feel it in your stomach- and for some odd reason, you like it.

"You're made for me." He chuckles, kisses at your neck and cheek before he bites, toy leaving your cunt with only the tip before he moves it back in, feeling of a Rollercoaster ride making your insides jump and eyes roll back. You can't think anymore, you can only feel- and right now, you feel just so used in the best kind of way.

Somehow, he makes your worst nightmares come true- but they're not nightmares anymore, just dreams, vibrant and pleasant. Exciting. New.

It could be so easy to replace the toy with himself right now- but he doesn't, because that's one of his own rules he will never break. Your trust in him is precious, it's a gift- and he won't tarnish that by simply being greedy for more than you want to offer.

"Jung.." you huff, swallowing down saliva before you can say anything at all. "Jungkook-.. please-" you beg, unsure how to phrase it.

"What is it?" He asks, moves to nuzzle your neck so softly- a stark contract to his constant push and pull with the clear pink dildo he's using to give you a taste of his own length one day doing the same. Filling you up. Probably even better? You can imagine him all warm and slicked up from your wetness, stretching you open and making you feel so full you can hardly breathe.

"More.. f- faster-" you request. "Please?" You add on, and he chuckles.

"See?" His breath fans over your neck. "You can be such a good girl." He teases, pressing the replica as deep as it can reach inside you, base pushing against your skin. "Where were your manners today?" He wonders. "Will I always have to ruin this cunt to remind you where your place is?" He asks, and you nod, shamelessly so.

"Yes!" You whimper, mind somewhere else by now entirely as you struggle to keep yourself still. "Yes- I.. I forget-" you huff out, and he laughs as he runs his lips over your shoulder, piercing a distinct contrast to his softer lips.

"Then let me remind you, darling." He hums against your jot and sweating skin. "You're mine, in this moment. And I decide what to do with you... or to you." He tells you, and you nod, legs quivering.

Only for him to move the toy back to have it slip out, hole gaping at him, closing around nothing. The sigh is everything he ever needed or wanted- cunt all red and flushed, lower lips swollen and glistening, and he has to imagine his own seed staining your skin, mixing with your own arousal staining the couch and your legs.

His cock twitches at the sight, a drop of precum escaping him without control.

But what he does have control over is the rest of himself, as he pushes the toy back inside, causing your toes to curl, especially once he moves it in a faster, steadier pace. It short-circuits your brain, everything around you smelling of sex as he uses the replica to give you a taste of what he could give you.

Your arousal foams up around the base of the pink silicone, creating a ring of white as you cream up from his pace.

The orgasm you reach from this is different, as if it happens somewhere else in your body- though his hand is quick to flick your sensitive pearl to send you off with a proper goodbye, soil leaving your body as you quiver and lose all control one last time, body giving out as he lets you lay down now, muscles twitching from the overuse.

And it only takes him one good pump on his own cock to make him spurt his release onto your back, where his lips kiss up your spine in his post-orgasmic fever.

He's drunk off of you. He's never even had full on sec with you yet- and he's already addicted.

You've got no idea what you're doing to him.

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In the bathtub, his hand is a lot softer as it runs over your body, cleaning you and nurturing this blossoming feeling you're growing for him.

You're both back from your respective highs, world slowly bleeding back into reality as you simply exist in the warm water for now. "Was that alright?" He asks you, and you nod.

"It was.. new." You say, voice echoing in the bathroom, together with the sound of water sloshing everytime he moves. "I didn't think I'd enjoy what you did- but I did."

"How so?" He wonders, wanting to know hour thoughts now that your brain is functional again. Feedback is important now more than ever after all- he has to still figure out how to navigate this new experience with you.

"I thought.. it would feel, you know, degrading." You explain. "To be used." You clarify, and he nods, carefully moving your hair to see the side of your face better. "But it didn't. It felt more.. as if I was.. of service? Is that the right word?" You wonder, and he chuckles.

"Its how I feel in my position as well, you know." He answers. "Knowing that what I offer gives you pleasure.. is enough for me." He shrugs, and you stretch your legs, cramps finally letting up. "You looked so pretty.." he teases, and you whine.

"I was crying like a baby!" You argue, turning around a bit-

Though you're caught off guard by the terribly soft look he offers you, hand reaching out to hold your cheek.

"Thats because you are my baby." He says-

Making you cry once more.

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atzfilm · 4 months

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𝐚𝐭𝐳𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐦'𝐬 𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐳 𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 .ᐟ

all works of writing/summaries are not owned by me, and all credits go to the respective writers! this list will be updated periodically with stories i have read ♡ i thought that as a writer myself who consumes talented stories on this site, it would be good for me to show you all a fraction of what i read myself tehe (i read majority poly!teez/mc so that category will be filled!!) ☆

— note: 90% of these fics will contain mature themes, since it's all i read! please read the specific author's notes before reading!

❤︎ - personal favorites

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— ❤︎ mists of celeste (??/reader, several pairings) by @hongism

genre: scifi/space au, pirate au, space pirate!ateez, angst, smut, fluff

summary: sneaking aboard the ship of a renowned space pirate may not have been the best idea, but you’ll have to make do with what fate has handed to you.

notes: as an atiny on tumblr.com, i feel like it's a rite of passage to read moc. it's one of the best written works i have had the privilege of reading. it's gripping, it's heartbreaking, it's filled with yearning and love, and has you hoping that the characters survive this ordeal. san i love you most you can tell by the masterlist alone that she has crafted a whole space pirate universe intricately and with the utmost care. she deals with the trauma of the characters so so well and i cant lie ive cried a lot reading it jdhdksjddj, it's the fic that made me start reading ateez ff, i mean, i started reading before even knowing ateez and i had to have a separate tab open to remember who was who. that alone can tell you how much of a work of art this is. omg, im blabbering, but please read this.

— hotel california (ot8/reader) by @mint-yooxgi

genre: yandere, demon!au

summary: checking in to a hotel ran by yandere!Ateez, the boys decide she can no longer leave

my notes: im not too sure how i came across this work, i think it was an endless scroll of me trying to find something to read, but nevertheless, this story. i have not finished it yet (a great and utter pity) but from what ive read so far. im actually very concerned on how much ive read of this in one night 😨, i think the plot is so so unique, i love a strong mc who does not take any shit whatsoever, i love gaslighting demon!ateez 🙂‍↕️. i had to stare at the wall several times while reading,, felt like jim in the office truly. UGH it's just so good??? i can't recommend enough!! PLEASE READ.

— ❤︎ the answer (ot8?/reader, side pairings) by @berryunho

genre: cult au, thriller

summary: life is great until your best friend goes missing your senior year of university, leaving little more than an apology and goodbye. Months later, you’re determined to find out what happened to him and discover a situation much more complicated than you would have ever anticipated - as in - Kim Hongjoong doesn’t like the word ‘cult.’ He prefers 'sect.'

my notes: i first discovered this fic on ao3 and somehow found out lauren had a tumblr blog but i digress – i found this one night and was so excited that i found something so so unique and different and i am pretty sure i didn't sleep until 4am reading everything omg . it's truly so funny and i adore the main character more than anything, the snide remarks truly encompass and make you feel their emotions? cult leader hongjoong is something else... without spoiling hfjdjf. i beg lauren often for a spoiler because it's just that good. please read.

— OUTLAW (ot8/reader, side pairings) by @staytinyville

genre: wild west!au, smut(?), angst

summary: you thought you would be spending the rest of your life tending to the hotel your family ran. while you knew it was common to see bandits come and go in your town, you felt safe in your home. at least safe enough with a weapon at your disposal. however you were no match for eight men who were known to most as outlaws around the plains. hawt kind of adventures did they go on?

my notes: i started reading this a while back and have yet to finish, but so far the premise is so so so interesting and i love readying cowboy aus rjkfjkdrfkj ITS SO GOOD!!!! I CANT WAIT TO CATCH UP

— sway with me (ot8/reader, wooyoung/reader) by @luvt0kki

genre: sci-fi/space/futuristic!au

summary: former noble turned space pirate, wooyoung was now part of one of the most revered and hunted group of pirates of the galaxy. sure he’s only known them for six months but there’s only so much you could do in a ship when you travel from one planet to the next. the ship was their home, his home…and the members of this crew were friends that he felt he was fated to meet.

my notes: tokki already knows all of this but,,, i started this a month or so ago? and i read the first chapter and i legit lost my mind,,, in the calmest way possible... the first chapter is gripping and it sets a environment that i very much would love to live in??? it's just so so well written, and the reader is very much my type NDFAKKJ ANYWAY... it's told from the pov of wooyoung and i love it??? so MUCH?? please read ok bye

— one more rep (woosan x reader) by @cheollipop

genre: smut, f2l, trainers woosan

summary: san got a little too excited watching you exercise in purple – his favourite colour – and wooyoung was nothing if not a tease. turning their attention back to you, they didn't expect to see you equally worked-up.

my notes: ???? i actually read this a few times,,,, this fic yall.... i cannot... the mental image of woosan in the gym makes me delusional enoughdsjkaskfjksd PLEASE.

— like a dream (yungi x reader) by cheollipop

genre: bf!yungi, smut

summary: with only the orange hues of the lamp illuminating the room, they have you for the first time, and it feels just like a dream.

my notes: yunho and mingi are my weakness,, so the both of them together.....

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— horizon by @pxedpiper (ft. ateez/f.reader)

genre: pirate!au

summary: once a princess of a kingdom you loathed to call yours, you have somehow found yourself aboard a pirate ship, stuck on the ocean waves. now you try to figure out how to escape them, but as you continue to journey with them, you find yourself wondering if you even want to.

my notes: i just found this the other day but remembering reading it a while ago! it's so so well written and i enjoyed it sm 🥹

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— safe haven (mingi/reader) by @atxxzist

genre: bodyguard!au, fluff

summary: your father has had enough of your shit, and hires Song Mingi; his best friend's son, to be your personal bodyguard

my notes: is it possible to fall down the mingi hole deeper than i already have? maybe! this fic pretty much lives in my head,,, endlessly,,,, i love mingi. i love this au so much and i especially love bodyguard aus, i think it's one of my favorite genres and this deepens it.... PLEASE READ.

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— rough rider (wooyoung x afab!reader) by @choism

genre: smut

summary: In which you meet a hot twink at a club who has a slightly unhealthy obsession with the 2000's and y2k bimbocore.

my notes: i......... there's no way i can describe this fic... if u yearn for wooyoung the way i do. read this.

— what happened to slow down? (bf!wooyoung x reader) by @ja3hwa

genre: smut

summary: coming back from a house party, you and woo couldn't seem to keep your hands off one another. everything was happening so fast. you two didn't even make it to the bedroom.

my notes: insert a photo of someone throwing a phone and screaming crying, then picking it up to read the rest. thats me kjrfakfajkf

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#ateez fanfiction #ateez fanfic #ateez smut #ateez angst #ateez fluff #hongjoong x reader #ateez x reader #seonghwa x reader #yunho x reader #wooyoung x reader #mingi x reader #san x reader #yeosang x reader

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chrisevansonly · 5 months

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𝐇𝐨𝐭 𝐂𝐨𝐜𝐨𝐚 𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 (𝐫𝐮𝐞’𝐬 𝐣𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐜 2)

𝐦𝐚𝐱 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: there is nothing more max loves than your homemade hot chocolate, especially knowing now he’ll get it for the rest of his life

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: none very fluffy and cute🫶🏻

𝐚/𝐧: yay fic number two for my jingle bell ball! i hope everyone is doing okay! im feeling a bit better today but still taking it easy

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The living room was dimly lit, the fireplace crackling, a candle filtering in the corner filling the room with a soft scent of fresh cut balsam, of course a necessity as you and Max has a fake Christmas tree.

The light was bouncing off the newly placed diamond ring on your left hand, your eyes still looking at it, it was beautiful really, and a surprise even you didn’t see coming.

“Is it okay?”

Glancing up you noticed Max, a smile on his face in his hands a santa mug and a snowman mug, you knew exactly what he was waiting to ask

“It’s beautiful baby, I love it..and I love you”

“I love you too, you deserve only the best”

His eyes almost twinkled at your confirmation, before you let out a soft laugh

“Are you waiting to ask me to make hot chocolate Mr.Verstappen?”

“How did you know Mrs.Vertsappen?”

You couldn’t help the way your face flushed at the future title you’d soon have

“Well you usually come and stand by me looking all cute and sometimes pouty…also the mugs gave it away”

In classic Max fashion he rolled his eyes, not wanting to admit that to you, but begrudgingly holding out the mugs to you

“Okay okay i’ll stop teasing, you set up the couch for a movie and i’ll go make us some cocoa”

“Thank you” he mumbled softly, the ghost of a smile tugging at his lips

“You’re welcome my big baby”

Pressing a kiss to his lips you disappeared to the kitchen, cutting up some milk and dark chocolate before setting them over hot water to melt. Stirring the chocolate as you heated some milk up on the element beside it, you’d been making this recipe since you were a little girl with your grandmother and now Max couldn’t get enough of it. None of his friends could either, and yes, last year you ended up making the biggest amount of hot cocoa you had ever made.

Truthfully it was the most fun you’d had.

You placed the mugs down on the countertop, pouring the milk into them before dividing up the chocolate mixture evenly, being sure to incorporate all the the ingredients before topping them with mini marshmallows, Max’s favourite.

“Alright my little grinch, here is your cocoa”

Max let out a laugh before taking the snowman mug from you, smiling as he noticed the marshmallows

“It looks amazing, thank you darling”

“You are very welcome my love”

He helped you get comfy next to him on the couch, pulling a few of the fuzzy blankets over your laps, Elf waiting to play on the television. As always you let him take the first sip, smiling as he closed his eyes and nodded

“I knew I was making the right decision asking you to marry me” he teased lightly causing you to gasp

“Max Emilian Verstappen did you only ask me for my hot cocoa?!”

He shrugged, a smirk on his face

“Your hot cocoa privileges have been revoked!”

As you went to grab his mug he moved his hand, his eyes widening

“NO DON’T TAKE MY COCOA!!”

“THEN TAKE IT BACK!!”

Max finally relented, letting out a laugh at your grumpy pout

“Alright alright baby, I asked you because I love you I promise…”

You narrowed your eyes at him

“Good.”

“Though the hot cocoa-”

“MAX!”

Your fiancé might be the biggest pain in the ass, but he was yours and he also happened to be the biggest fan of your hot chocolate, which in your mind, made up for everything else.

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