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undreaming-fanfiction · 12 days

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Party Animal

Steve hated parties. And who could blame him? The infamous Halloween party of 1984 left more scars on his heart than he carried from all his other misadventures. Alcohol made people say thinks they buried deep inside, but then instead of owning up to them, they'd say "I was drunk", as if that was any excuse. So yes, Steve and parties didn't go together anymore.

And yet he stupidly decided to throw one anyway.

Look, they deserved it. All of them did - Eddie, Nancy, Robin, even Jonathan and Argyle, they all earned acting like actual teenagers for one evening. Steve wanted to see Eddie, now miraculously his boyfriend, just have fun, laugh, be silly. So a party it was.

It all went great - dancing, drinking, nibbling on mountains of Argyle's homemade pizza - but eventually they all got drunk. Not Steve, he just sipped one beer and kept an eye on everyone. Jonathan and Argyle were smoking outside, Nancy and Robin flirted in the most embarrassing way possible and Eddie...

Steve heard sniffling from the bathroom and his heart sank.

He didn't want to go there. He didn't want to be told that this was all a misunderstanding, that he pressured Eddie with his flirting, didn't want to hear he's bullshit again.

But no matter how terrified he was, he could never abandon Eddie. So he went in.

Eddie was leaning over the sink, wiping at his face and trying to control his breathing. "Shit..." he muttered and turned away from Steve. "Sorry, I...uh. I'll be there in a sec."

"Eddie..." It came out as a whisper. "Are...are you okay? Did I do something?"

Eddie just chuckled and pulled hair in front of his face. "Sure did," he mumbled.

And it made horrible sense to Steve. Of course he was the reason Eddie was crying. He couldn't help fucking up, he'd tried so hard to change but apparently it was 1984 all over again. So he took a deep breath and waited for the final blow.

"You're just perfect, Stevie."

Oh.

That wasn't what being broken up with sounded like. In fact, Eddie didn't seem angry at him at all. "...sorry?"

Eddie laughed, wet and high in his throat. "Like, you...you are too good to be true, you know? You throw a party for us and then you even don't drink so we're all cared for if anything happens? You...you give your best friend a green light to date your ex who shredded your heart to pieces? You invite the guy that your ex cheated on you with and his friend? You're just so good about it. And you're funny and so bitchy that I want to kiss you all the time. And I just...I love you so much, you know? And I've never felt that way about anyone and it's fucking scary, man."

Steve's racing thoughts came to a screching halt. Where he was too busy panicking and praying he'd still have time to fix whatever he did, now his brain settled on maybe I'm not getting broken up with? "So, uh..." he muttered as he watched Eddie try fix his eyeliner, "...there's, like, nothing wrong? Or maybe...do you want me to go slower? I know I can be a lot."

His boyfriend gave an incredulous laugh. There was no salvaging the eyeliner now, it was getting caught in Eddie's early crow feet, and Steve had never seen a more beautiful sight. "No, Steve. You're not a lot. In fact, you're just enough in every single way, but knowing that you're it for me, that good things can happen...it makes me terrified. I've never put all my drugs in a single lunchbox, or whatever metaphor you want to use for it, but with you I'm just throwing all the caution into the wind. And for the first time, I..." he stopped, chewing on his lip, "...I don't want to run away when I mess up. I want to stay, face the music and fix it. You're re-writing the Munson doctrine again and again and I just...I don't want you to settle for me, Steve. You are the whole package and I'm still cleaning all my messes. I guess today showed me that and I...yeah. Sorry about all this," he pointed at his tear-streaked face.

Eddie suddenly seemed so small, so insecure, and that wouldn't do. It woke Steve up from his frozen state and he took a step forward, cradling Eddie's face in his palms. "I'm not. Settling for you, that is." He was probably smudging the black even more, but Eddie would have been beautiful to him even fully covered in grime, and there were more important things to focus on. "Eddie, you keep talking about the Munson doctrine and being work in progress, but you don't see how you've thrown all the stuff I used to do out of the window, and I'm better for it. With you, I don't feel rushed, I don't have to perform or pretend. I can just live in the moment."

As he continued his speech, something strange started happening. Seeing people cry normally had a guaranteed effect on Steve - just one tear, quiet sob and he pushed his emotions down to be dealt with later or possibly never, someone needed him, and that was the priority. But now, staring at Eddie's wet eyes and shaky hands? He felt his own face crumbling and what better place to hide it than in Eddie's Metallica t-shirt. It smelled of cigarettes, pizza and the cheap laundry detergent that had come to mean home to Steve. "Sorry," he choked out. "Shit. I was...sorry, I'm supposed to be...you know. Consoling you. But I heard you crying and I thought...I..."

Eddie shook his head and tightened his grip on Steve's waist. "Oh Stevie. Whatever that pretty head of yours thought of, it's not happening. Unless it's kissing me, which duh, that's happening, if you want to of course, and staying with me to the point that you're sick of me."

Steve just whimpered into Eddie's shoulder, something that suspiciously sounded like "Now who's perfect, huh?"

His boyfriend just chuckled. "I guess that in a way, we both are. Maybe for each other?" If he'd aimed for self-deprecating tone, he failed. Instead, it was hopeful.

Steve didn't answer, but his embrace said it all.

They remained wrapped around each other for a long while, until Eddie whispered in Steve's ear: "how about we let the others celebrate on their own, hm? They won't be driving, their stuff is already in the guest bedrooms, and I hear your bed is wonderful this time of the year."

There was a muffled "yes" coming from Eddie's shoulder, and a few adjustments and "Good night!"s later, they found themselves in Steve's bedroom. Eddie managed to remove most of the rogue eyeliner, which was lucky. The time in the bathroom wasn't the last time he shed a tear that day, because as they were falling asleep, Steve said:

"You might be the first person who is dating the real me, and I'd like you to be the last one as well."

Tomorrow, he'd hold a funeral for the Munson doctrine. But today, he was going to wrap himself around Steve like a cuddly octopus and know that even if he doesn't manage to hold on tight the whole night, Steve would be there in the morning.

#steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie #steddie fanfiction #steddie drabble #background ronance #fluff and fluff and FLUFF #the first WIP out of a fuckton has been finished #yay #also I can't sleep who would have thought?

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heartsfourdazai · 7 months

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๋࣭ ⭑ caught making out. bsd x reader

p2.

gender: gender neutral

type: short scenario/imagine

characters: dazai, chuuya, atsushi, and akutagawa (i will make a part two<3)

warnings: lowercase writing, make-out sessions, suggestive writng, not smut!

๋࣭ ⭑ dazai had you pinned to the wall of the small cleaning closet in the agency. "out'of all the places.." you chuckled, feeling dazai's hot breath on your neck. you could feel his grin on your skin; "don't act like you didn't have the same idea~" you clutch a bunch of his hair and felt your stomach twist'n'turn. you laughed. "shut up and kiss me.." almost instantly you felt his lips smash onto yours, his arms snaked around your waist as he pulled you closer to him, your back arching slightly. a soft moan escaped your lips when you felt his hand grab your thigh, squeezing it every now and then yo get a noise out of you. all of a sudden, the door hitting dazai's back caused him to jump and bit your lip. you screamed in pain, pulling your head away from. the bright light from outside caused dazai to look over his shoulder to see kunikida....words couldn't explain the speechless look on his face. ironic. he clearned his throat, closing the door a little later....you could hear him stutter something along the things of, "he couldn't find the vaccum.." and dazai looked back to you slowly..."well.." he couldn't stop the small blush form to his cheeks, "dazai.." you started, licking your lip, "i think my lip's bleeding..."

๋࣭ ⭑ chuuya had his mouth all over your neck, gently kissing it and sometimes taking a small nibble here and there. your whimpers was music to his ears. he wanted to hear more of it. "c-chuuya~" you whispered, his teeth nibbling your ear lobe softly. "chuuya, please! i want to kiss you!" you begged, already? you wrapped your arms tighter around chuuya's neck, his head moving ever so slowly away from your neck. "needy? are we?~" he teased, causing you to groan. he chuckled, complying to your wishes and connected his lips to your own. taking in the moment of your fingers tugging onto his hair. he licked your lower lip, however before you could open your mouth...the door of your bedroom suddenly opened causing chuuya to shriek and grabbed a blanket, throwing it over your body.. looking up, he saw dazai with a shocked face. in his hand were two bags of takeout and in the other was a tray of soft drinks. "bastard!" chuuya grabbed a loose pillow and tossed it at the man. dazai easily dodged it and smiled, "what a great way to welcome your ex-partner~ i almost feel loved~" he joked, sitting on the chair just in front of the bed. thank god you and chuuya didn't undress- "what the hell, man! it's 10:35! AT NIGHT!" "and i thought this would be a perfect time for a movie night!" dazai turns the television on. "besides~ it's not like i walked in on anything...or did i-?~" - "JUST CHOOSE A MOVIE, DAMMIT!"

๋࣭ ⭑ atsushi waited until the room was empty, before he grabbed your shirt and pulled you in for a kiss. you were shocked, dropping your papers in hand and watched them scatter all over the carpet before your mind was racing. "atsu-" you tried to speak, but the moment his mouth reached your neck and licked it, you were at a lost for words. you whimper, your knees giving and fell on the couch, atsushi following you. pinning you to the cushions. his hand was resting behind your head, playing with your hair while his other hand creased your thigh up and down. "what's gotten-" you squirmed, feeling his neck give you one last kiss. "i needed this~" he blushed. he never saw himself doing this, but he needed to feel you. as you got into the moment, grabbing his hair and started to tug on it, getting him all railed up, the door burst open...ranpo's voice immedialy threw you outta your love trance, and you tried to push atsushi off you, but he hugged you tight, his face exteramly red. "ranpo! get out!" he screamed as ranpo made no reaction to what he just walked into, "just gimme a sec', i can't find myyyyyy-" he trailed, digging into a box full of candies and sweets, suddenly taking out a sucker! "aha! okay, i'm leaving now! don't get your tail in a knot, atsushi!" ranpo held is hands up, putting his lolipop in his mouth and thd door closed behind him. you had a blush on your face, chuckling seeing atsushi hide his face into you shirt. a whine left his lips as you rubbed his head. maybe next time.

๋࣭ ⭑ akutagawa froze. here you were, wearing nothing but your ADA work shirt, already buttoned up, and black underwear. with a scream you tossed yourself back onto your bed and covered your body with the blanket. "a-aku! i didn't know you were- god dammit!" you blushed mad, your legs all shakey and your face hot. there was a moment of silence, making you go more red. did he leave? did he get to uncomfortable? he was the ine who walked in- but still, did he not like the why you looked? did you have to much fat- all of a sudden you felt the blanket slowly reveal yourself, your upper half visible to him and only him. without words, he crashed his lips onto yours and you felt your heart skip a beat. you thought he would've at lease said something!! ... "i'm sorry.." he kissed you again, and again, and again.. "i didn't know you were changing.." he apologized, tracing hid hand up your shirt and rubbed up and down your torso. you kissed him back, "such a gentlemen~" the blanket around your legs began to pull down, the cold air hitting your bare legs. before each of you could do anything, atsushi burst through your bedroom door..."y/n! i've been calli-"he froze. he stopped functioning. all of your were quiet. akutagawa was quick to cover your body with his owb, hugging you close and glaring deadly daggers at the boy. your face was in your boyfriends neck and you had a dark red blush decorating your face. "weretiger..." atsushi saw his life flash before his eyes and started to run out of your hallway, "AH! I'M SORRY! I DIDN'T MEAN- I DIDN'T SEE ANYTHING!! AKUTAGAWA- YOU PROMISED YOU WOULDN'T KILL ME FOR 6 MONTHS- WHAT WOULD DAZAI THINK-AH!" as your boyfriend chased atsushi around your home, you took your time to get changed and looked back at your phone to read 7+ messages from atsushi...saying you were gonna be late for work and he was here to pick you up...like you asked him to yesterday...shit.

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sleepypanda27 · 6 months

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Lost In Translation

Bucky x reader

Summary: You ask Nat for some language lessons to impress Bucky.

Words: 672

"What are you looking at?" Nat curiously asked, moving closer to you and following your eyes. "Oh," She chuckled, seeing that that was Bucky, who you were staring at. "You should ask him out." She said a bit too loudly for your liking. Bucky turned around to look at both of you for a second before turning his attention back to the movie that was playing on the screen.

"Nat!" You shoved her shoulder, whisper-shouting at her. "Stop it!"

"I'm serious." She laughed. "It's clear as a day that you like him. I don't see where's the problem?"

"I can't just walk up to him and ask him out." You leaned back. "I was thinking…Could you teach me some words in Russian?" You asked.

"I don't know how that could help you, but sure." She smiled mischievously.

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All week she taught you some basic phrases in Russian. She convinced you were doing great.

It was an early morning when you met Bucky in the kitchen.

"Dobroe utro." (Good morning) You said with a big smile.

"Dobroe." (Morning) He replied, pouring himself a cup of coffee, without even noticing that you were speaking a different language. "Wait a sec." He stopped what he was doing. Looking up at you, a bit confused, he was unsure if heard it right. You just smiled and walked away.

After that interaction, you were sure you were doing pretty good.

Later that same day, you saw Bucky walking towards you in the hallway and thought it was your time to shine.

"Hey, Bucky!" You greeted him excitedly.

"Hi, doll. What's up?" He smiled, happy to see you.

"Ja dumaju shto u tebja milaja popka. Idjom na svidanie? " (I think you have a cute butt. Let's go on a date?) You said, with confidence, assuming you asked how his day was going and that yours was going well.

Bucky didn't say a word, staring at you surprised, his eyes wide, and mouth hanging open. He couldn't believe you said something like that.

"Did I say something wrong? Nat said it meant how is your day.." You blushed, starting to feel vulnerable.

"Did Tasha teach you to say that?" Bucky dropped his head, a smile spreading on his face. "That explains everything." He looked up at you again, a light blush tinting his cheeks as he rubbed the back of his neck.

"What did I say?" Now you knew you said something completely different from what you intended. A cold shiver run down your back.

"My answer is yes." He chuckled.

"Bucky, what did I say?"

"You said my ass looks nice. And asked me out on a date."

You couldn't form a sentence, not even a word. You felt your face burning, and you wanted to hide. You weren't sure if you wanted to kill Natasha or thank her. But on the other hand, apparently, you had a date with Bucky.

"Doll, is our date on?" He had to ask since you hadn't said a word yet, and you resembled a ghost, your face drained of color. "I wanted to ask you out myself a couple of times, but couldn't get the courage," He smiled, placing his hand on your shoulder, trying to calm you. "And there was always something interrupting me whenever I wanted to ask."

"Really?"

"Yes, I even wanted to ask you after the movie night, but I think you were talking about asking out someone."

"Nat said I should ask you out."

"So, instead of that, you wanted to learn Russian to impress me?"

"Now that I'm thinking about it more, it makes no sense." You smiled.

"Doll, I'm already impressed." He chuckled, looking at his watch." I'm so late, Steve is going to kill me. Let's talk more tonight, of course, if our date is still on?"

"It is." You didn't know why where you still blushing.

"Great," He smiled, sending you a flirty wink while walking away. "I'll pick you up at seven. Get ready for the best date ever."

#bucky x reader #bucky barnes x reader #bucky fluff #bucky barnes x you #bucky x you #bucky barnes

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indouloureux · 2 years

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Hi! How are you El? I hope you’re having a great day :] ! I was wondering if I could request some Joseph aftercare? I just know he’d be so sweet after having sex 🥹

HI BABY HRU i had a great day ❤️

afab!reader, 18+ minors dni (implied smut. nudity.)

the coil unwinds slowly, even now that he's not there anymore. the sweat on your chest makes the air seem colder, and your eyes drip from the drained libido.

kisses trailed from your thigh, to burning ones on your stomach, up your collarbone and neck until you feel a hand on your cheek, soft and caring as its fingers push the sticky hair behind your ear, thumb on the apple of your cheek to keep you awake while the other does the same.

"hey," a voice like it's come from underwater, slowly brings you into air when you blink slowly and let your eyes adjust. joseph's blocked the lights with his head, and you smile the way your hands have made his curls wild and unkempt. "where've you gone to, huh?"

your hand raises, tries to reach for his bare torso but falls limply to your sides. "nowhere. 'm here." drowsiness slurs your speech. he grins, hand coming down to massage your shoulders and arms. "nowhere."

"thought you went up there for a bit," he chuckles. "you did good for me, huh? took it all well, i tired you out, lovie. think i might have fucked you to sleep. give me a sec, okay? i'll clean us up. think you can go to the bathroom? or do you wanna lay down more?"

shaking your head, joseph leans back the slightest but keeps a hand on your aching bicep. "gotta pee. can't have uti." he squeezes your arm. "also, i kinda do have to pee."

joseph laughs, leaning down to kiss your forehead. "baby's gotta pee," his pinkie touches your nose before he fully stands up, somehow already worn his briefs. he places his arms underneath you — back and knees — and takes you into his arms. "your legs are trembling."

"and who's fault is that?" you quip, resting your head on his shoulder, watching as he opens the door with a small bump to his arm.

"yours," he jokes. "bein' too sexy. couldn't help it." joseph stops right in front of the toilet, hand warm on your back, caressing the sticky skin in soft strokes but he pouts at the closed toilet lid. "how am i gonna open that...?"

you pat his chest, a soft smack from being bare. "crouch. i'll open it." he laughs a little. "or- wait just put me down. we're in the bathroom, anyway."

"no," he says it in a small puff, like he's being stolen from. "i'll, i'll open it with my feet."

"don't do that."

"why not?"

"because, well, i don't want to," you tug on one of his curls, gently, watching it bounce back up to where it came from. joseph looks at you, and you can see how swollen his lips are, all pink, maybe almost red. his thumb dances on the skin of your knee. "just put me down. i won't fall."

"i can hold your hand?"

"babe," you laugh. "we just had sex."

"so?"

"so, you can hold my hand later," he pouts again, sad and disappointed like a puppy. "i gotta pee. i don't wanna let you watch."

he furrows his eyebrows. "you let me take pictures of you naked, and you don't want to let me watch you piss?"

you wriggle in his grasp, and even with his complaint, he puts you down on the ground nonetheless. "it's different!"

"alright," he rolls his eyes, putting his hand on the side of your neck before kissing your head. "call me when you're done."

and when you do call him after you've flushed, he picks you up in his arms again, his warmth that radiates all over you makes your eyes bleary, heartbeat slowing down as it prepares you for the imminent sleep had he not told you to wait.

joseph comes back with wipes taken from the cabinet underneath the sink, taking one out and clutching it in his hand. he crawls in between your legs again, but stops just above your stomach where he presses a kiss on your skin where it aches.

"jo," you warn quietly. "i don't think i can do one more."

"'s alright. it's not what we're going to do," he chuckles. "i'm just gonna clean you up."

he presses the wipe right after his sentence, cold on your sticky thighs that dissolves the remnant of his and your's aftermath. he does it in gentle strokes, making sure not to press to hard as if you'd shatter underneath the wet cloth, and he makes up for his delicateness when he sits up, propping himself to his elbows and kisses your waist.

once he's done, he moves inner, right on the outside of your swollen cunt, dragging the wipe across the sides. joseph accidentally presses harder on one side, and you wince, jolting back from his touch.

"i'm sorry," he murmurs, leaning up to kiss you on the lips, still gentle, but acts as if his care is what glues you together. "still sensitive, huh?"

"a lot," you rest your head on his forearm, watching the wipe leave small drops of soap across your skin. "but you're taking care of me though so it's alright."

"you know i love taking care of you," he whispers into your forehead, where he gives you a ghost of a kiss, but enough to send shivers down your spine. "say, we order some food, yeah? what do you want?"

your fingers stall on his chest in a faint thought, joseph still looking down at you with ardent arousal in his eyes, pupils wide enough that it renders them black than soft brown, a small ring glimmering on the corner of his irises.

"what about you?" you place your chin on his collarbone. "you still sensitive?"

joseph snorts. "easy there. you've milked me dry, darling, honestly. that was so many rounds."

"you're right," you chuckle. "but really, i want fries," you sigh. "i really want fries."

he wants to correct you. chips, he wants to say. but he knows you're still right. joseph hums in agreement, throwing the rag aside once you're clean all over.

tenderly, he leans down to kiss you on the lips. "fries it is."

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nilolol30 · 6 months

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can you do a sleepwalking oneshot for either sun wukong or mk and reader wakes up to see it and gets them back to their bed safely?

(I'll do you one better B O T H I'm sorta assuming it's romantic if not I'll rewrite it if you want)

Mk asked if you'd sleep over even suggesting it being a date if you wanted so you two are now currently together on his small bed the TV was playing the movie credits long forgotten as you both slept though the whole thing it was okay he already watched that movie three times.

But a small noise woke Mk up he grumbled sitting up to look around and saw you standing up in front of the bed facing the bathroom door you looked wide awake but it sorta felt off "Hey whatcha doing?" He rubbed his eyes and turned off the TV.

"Going to the kitchen" You resumed your walking but you were going to the bathroom Mk had a second of realization and gently grabbed your shoulder and gently maneuvers you to turn around.

"Why don't you go to the kitchen tomorrow hm?" Lucky him you nodded and put yourself back to bed Mk laid next to you making a mental note to tell you in the morning just in case you didn't know you do that.

He was just about to fall back asleep he could hear you start mumbling something he could only pick up a few words like 'clocks' and 'piano tiles' he laughed a little and rubbed your back while you slowly quieted down after just a minute you stopped and turned around to pull him in a hug.

Happily Mk hugged you back he leaned down for a sec to grab the blanket to cover you both he leaned back and you propped your head on his chest Mk smiled and put his chin on top of your head and slowly fell back to sleep.

Wukong

It was a bit of a long day for the both of you Wukong had a long day of training with Mk and you had some trouble with your homes plumbing the water had to be shut off for a few days hence Wukong saying you can just stay at his place and slightly offering you to move in.

Letting out a loud yawn Wukong rolled over in his bed arms reached out to hold you but he didn't feel anything he felt around and then opened his eye to see that you weren't in bed he sat up and looked around the room only the little monkeys that joined in on the 'sleepover' where here.

There was a small tap at his feet getting the sage's attention one of the monkeys was pointing to the hallway Wukong gave the little one a pat on the head for the help and headed towards the direction.

And there you were in the middle of opening the door to go outside you didn't even put on shoes "Hey sleepyhead forgot to put on some shoes? Why are you going outside at this time?" Wukong slowly approached you about to give you a hug from behind.

"They took my.." The last part of what you said wasn't even audible Wukong hums "Who took what? Nobody can even get close here well not without me knowing heh!" He slid his way past you to stand Infront of you getting a better look.

You looked half asleep eyes barely open and he even see you wobbling a bit "Took the...I didn't pack my fog yet" You turned halfway now facing the doorframe Wukong put his hand against your forehead just before you walked into it.

"You're sleepwalking let's go put you back to bed" he couldn't help but laugh a little as he slowly led you back to bed helping you avoid stepping on some of the little monkeys sleeping on the floor and pulling the blanket over you then settling himself back down next to you.

"Good thing I got to you before you actually left the house huh" Wukong wrapped his arms around you this way he'd know if you'd get up now.

"...I'm so teasing you when you wake up though"

#monkie kid #lmk x reader #lmk mk x reader #lego monkie kid x reader #monkie kid x reader

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satoruphilia · 4 months

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Just Wanna Get High With My Lover (Gojo Satoru x Reader)

tags: mdni, nsfw, weed obviously, smut, slight dubcon (they are high), y/n is a stoner, afab reader, gojo is so cute omg, gojo is emotional, high sex, slight hurt/comfort near end, petnames, established relationship, not proofread

A/N: I haven't wrote in forever omg 1.8k words

Listen to Moonlight - Kali Uchis trust me bae

You let out a loud huff as you face planted onto your bed. You spread your arms out, finally getting a break after your long day. First you were sent on a mission with your boyfriend, Satoru Gojo, to catch a seemingly easy grade 3 curse, then it turns out there were like 5 more no one knew about. Gojo of course made missions impossibly more annoying by always trying to show off. Sometimes he acted like he was still in middle school trying to impress his crush. After that tiring mission, Gojo wouldnt stop nagging you about this new desert place 30 minutes away. "Baby...they literally have everything sweet in the world. We have to try it, just this once!" What do you do to make a pleading child shut up? You give them what they wanted. That was one of your weaknesses, you couldn't deny Gojo's pretty eyes, and he knew it. After spending almost 2 hours getting sweets, you were finally home.

"This is my bed too, be considerate to your roomies!" You rolled your eyes. "It used to be my bed until someone forced themselves into my dorm." You sat up, opening a drawer next to your bed and pulling out a familiar jar. Now it was his turn to sprawl out on the bed, you scooted to the edge of the bed so he couldnt knock anything over. He watched as you set down your grinder as well, preparing to make the evenings blunt. "Now youre gonna kill me with the fumes, hmph!" He was so overdramatic, you just needed to chill. The first time he complained about you smoking around him, you actually did almost put it out. Geto laughed and told you to ignore him. He and Shoko smoked all the time. Shoko was more cigerettes, whereas Geto was 50/50. You preferred your blunts, and the closest thing to Gojo smoking was him breathing out in the cold winter. You licked the paper before preparing your herbs on it, then rolling. Gojo watched closely, he did every time.

"I don't understand why you're always smoking," You picked your lighter out of your pocket and light the blunt. "I don't always smoke. Plus, it calms me down." Being a student sorcerer was stressful, and dating Gojo was even more stressful. Sativa was the one thing keeping you from going insane sometimes. He watched as you took a hit, like a child seeing a exotic animal for the first time.

"Let me see it," You snorted, then you realized he was serious. "Knock yourself out Satoru..." You handed him the blunt. "How do I do it?"

"Satoru, why do you want to smoke? I thought you were 'too healthy' for that?"

"I want to brag to Suguru, about how I can also smoke 420" That sent you lying on your back on the bed, laughing your ass off. "What?!" He seemed offended.

"There ain't no way you just said that corny shit." You were already laughing like you were 5 blunts in, of course Gojo would say something cringe like that. "Satoru, baby" You looked at him with a straight face before another laughing fit.

"What? Is that not cool to say?"

"Thats just-thats not how thats used babe," You still giggled, sitting back up and seeing he was still holding the blunt with confusion. "Okay, first of all, dont be smoking cause you think you'll be coo-"

"Oh my god, chill out mom, I'm an adult!" You rolled your eyes.

"Whatever, give me." You took it into your fingers and put it to your lips, gently sucking in and letting it sit before breathing out. "Like that," He took it and tried to imitate what you did. After 3 seconds of inhaling, he started coughing. You tried not to laugh, making sure he was okay. He stuck his tongue out. "Bleh! That tastes nasty."

"You wanted to try it." He attempted again, this time getting about 4 or 5 seconds of inhale. He coughed less this time. You two took turns before he laid down with a low moan. "I feel like I'm flying." You were a bit faded too, but his eyes were getting pretty red under his sunglasses. You laughed at his state, never expecting to see the greatest sorcerer like this. He stared at the ceiling while you turned on Jhene Aiko. "Fuck... y/n, i feel so good." He almost moaned. You couldnt deny, you blushed at that. You also couldnt believe how dramatic he was sometimes. He sat up. "And hungry."

"Someone has the munchies," You sang along. He grabbed the bag from the sweet shop earlier and stared eating. One thing you never understood about him was how he could eat any sweets he wanted and still have the most handsome abs in the universe. He always had muscles ever since you known him. And he has never gone a day without a million sweets. Made absolutely zero sense. "You know Shaggy was a stoner." You mumbled, taking another hit and sitting next to him, huddling closer.

"From Scooby Doo?"

"No, from Dora, stupid." He laughed. Normally he wouldve had something witty to say back, but he just laughed like you were Pete Davidson.

"It was so obvious he was smoking, do you remember Mary Jane?"

"Hell yeah, she was 12 year old me's idol."

"Huh, i thought it wouldve been Daphne" He took a hit, starting to get the hang of it. He still coughed almost every time.

"Why?"

"Dunno, she was hot." You shook your head, not even wanting to argue or reason. You watched as he switched from donut to blunt, almost confusing the two time to time. He handed you the blunt and you gradually brought it to your lips, feeling the vibe. "Zoinks! Mary Jane's like my favorite name!" You spit out any smoke you inhaled, coughing whilst bursting out laughing. Not only did he say that out of no where, he did a perfect Shaggy impression, causing you both to throw a laughing fit.

"What the hell is wrong with you Satoru?" You said between coughs before laughing again. Eventually, you both calmed down, staring at each other. You were reminded of what you were daydreaming of earlier, how the hell he kept his muscles. How were they so fine. He read the lustful look in your eyes, then pulled you in for a kiss. The blunt was forgotten on the floor, he climbed on top of you, pinning you down while your hands explored his neck and hair. His hair was so soft. His pace was much quicker than the previous times, his kisses moving down your jaw, then your neck. He hands rushed under your baggy t shirt. "W-wait, Satoru" He looked at you. "You're high...are you-"

"I heard being high during sex feels ten times better."

"But you're not-"

"Y/n, Thats the reason I wanted to get high with you. So Yeah, sober me consents and high me consents. Do you consent?"

"Of course," He went back to kissing down your body. "Plus, you're so gorgeous like this." You scoffed.

"Am I not as gorgeous when youre sober?"

"Eh..." You smacked him on the head gently, making him laugh. He came back up to kiss your lips while smiling. He looked at you, taking off his sunglasses. His shining blue eyes contrasted his reddened sclera. "So fucking beautiful," He mumbled. He couldnt stop kissing you, couldn't get enough. Soon your shirt was gone, then his. Next was your bra. It drove you crazy how he could undo your bra with two fingers in literal seconds. Especially when it took you forever. He played with your tits, praising them before kissing further down your stomach. You giggled, his breath tickling you. Everything was much more sensitive. His hands were in your pants before you knew it. He worked his fingers around your clit, then sliding them down further. He watched as your breath quickened the faster he thrusted his fingers into you. He curls them and you were seeing stars.

"Feel good baby?" You nodded. After three songs by Jhene Aiko in a row, Kali Uchis came on. 'Moonlight' Spotify read.

"Cmon Satoru..." You whined out, making him smirk. His sweatpants were pulled down, and he positioned himself infront of your legs. He wouldn't miss out of teasing you, but it didn't take long for him to be thrusting deep inside you. Both of your moans were much louder than usual. You could already see the noise complaints coming in. He had fucked you high before, considering you were high a lot. But you were never this high, and the high sex was never so sensual. He always held back a little when you've smoked a blunt or joint because he wanted to be the reason youre sensitive out your mind. But now you both were feeling so good. You felt something drip onto your cheek, then your forehead. You looked up in confusion, realizing he was crying. "Toru?" He stared at you, mesmerized. You put your hands on his shoulders in attempt to slow his movements. "Toru, whats wrong?"

"Im so fucking in love with you..." He mumbled, putting his head into your shoulder. You moaned into his ear with each thrust. "You dont even understand...I refall inlove with you every fucking day..." You smiled, kissing his cheek.

"Fuck...Love you so much toru," He cried and moaned into your neck, his face was red. He mumbled sweet words into your ears, professing his love over and over. He came inside you with a loud cry, you followed. "Fuck!" His voice cracked, taking deep breaths.

You two laid there trying to catch your breath, he was still holding onto you tight. As if he let go, you'd disappear. The moment was so intimate, there was basically red leds and roses everywhere. It reminded you of the day you realized you were in love with him. It was on a mission sophomore year, you two were paired up to find a grade 1 curse. When you thought you had got rid of it, it came right at you. Gojo had pushed you out of the way, and fought the curse. There was a moment, and total of 20 seconds where you believed he was dead. In those 20 seconds, a million thoughts and emotions overwhelmed you. Guilt, worry, sadness, anger. But he got up like nothing had happened and laughed at your face. You rolled your eyes, but that night your feelings were abundantly clear. Your worst thought during those 20 seconds was "I never got to tell you how much I loved you". You never thought you would use that word in the same sentence as Gojo, but you did, and you meant it. Maybe in another life, he had actually died. Maybe in this life, you were given another chance. So you made sure you didnt waste that opportunity.

"I love you y/n" He wiped his tears, kissing your cheek over and over. "Youre my everything." You smiled at him, catching him in a kiss.

"Zaza got you emotional, huh?"

"I'm seriously your shaggy, you're my Mary Jane" You snorted at that.

"You don't smoke enough for me, plus im not as hippie as her." You said sarcastically, laying on your side when he pulled out. "Anything else?"

"Morticia and Gomez Adams. Cause I'd kill for you." You giggled, rolling your eyes. "Are you calling me emo?"

"Jeez y/n, just accept my love!" He whined.

"Love you too, 'toru"

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invidiia · 10 months

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kissing in the bathroom — chuuya

⋆⭒˚｡⋆ "i hope nobody catch us." 𖤐 chuuya nakahara x reader

sneaking off to the bathrooms at a party with chuuya because he couldn't get enough, and neither could you.

m.list // now playing

[ a/n ; woah guys can you guess who finally wrote something other than yandere.. anyway,, new layout ?! ]

[ warning ; suggestive? they just kissin ]

chuuya pulled your hand through the crowd. at this point, whoever's party you were at was irrelevant now. what mattered right now was whatever your boyfriend was up to.

before you could assume that he was taking his leave and bringing you with, the bathroom door shut behind the both of you. chuuya automatically lifted you up to the bathroom countertops. "aren't we leaving?"

"we are," you sat up on the porcelain counter while chuuya put a hand on your thigh, and another on your shoulder. "we'll leave after this, i just needed you for a sec."

you nodded with a smile, watching him pull your shoulder in to kiss you. the party was boring anyway. despite the music being as loud as possible, the bathroom walls seemed to muffle everything. you could still hear the song playing, but it wasn't an issue.

chuuya pulled away to whisper. "can i tell you a secret?" he didn't wait for your answer, and instead, looked down and squeezed your thigh that he grabbed earlier. "i've been wanting to kiss you all night."

a small giggle escaped from your lips. "do it again, then." and so chuuya did. you could hear your heartbeat in your ear when he moved his hand from your shoulder down to your back, and he moved closer.

his lips were soft, and his ungloved hand at your thigh was cold compared to the warmth you felt in your chest. it wasn't the first time you got to kiss chuuya, and it definitely wasn't the last time, either.

you stopped for a moment, taking your lips off his. "isn't it rude to kiss in someone else's bathroom?" chuuya only replied, "maybe, but i'm kissing you. it should be some kind of exception."

the air wasn't hot like it was in the main room - the air conditioner did it's job pretty well in the bathroom, so why did you feel all hot? the warmth that pooled in your face accompanied a deep pink blush coating your cheeks.

"i hope nobody catch us." chuuya laughed a bit as you spoke, moving closer and pressing himself onto your body more. if only time could stop, and you could do this forever. "but i kinda hope they catch us." chuuya spoke before kissing you once more.

the kiss went on for a long time, it felt like. he didn't actually hope anyone would catch you guys.. but if they did, they would know that you're his.

#chuuya x reader bungo stray dogs #chuuya x reader #chuuya nakahara x reader #bsd x reader #bungo stray dogs x reader #chuuya x reader bsd #bsd x reader fic #chuuya x you #chuuya x y/n #klya..writes

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mistachesme · 2 years

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may i request the "you stopped counting" prompt w ajax ?

- 🐳

Just wanted to write a battle hungry, kinda jealous childe. So here you go 🐳 anon.

"Tell me why you spend more time with zhongli then me?" Childe nonchalantly asked you.

You were half way to wangshu inn when you met Childe in the path. You couldn't deny his insistence on accompanying you on your little commission. You let him be 'cause you do enjoy his company, not that you would admit that to him.

"Well," you thoughtfully hummed. "Maybe 'cause I think he's cooler, ya know?"

It was meant as a joke really. You were simply teasing the harbinger to see how he would react.

However, you didn't expect him to stop in his tracks at your answer.

Trying not to laugh, you continued walking.

"Cooler huh?" Childe grumbled as he raced to catch up to you. "What's so cool about him?"

You considered a few seconds to think.

"The other day he helped me defeat a bunch of monsters. He cleaned up the area in - hmm - maybe 10 secs. Now that's cool."

Childe didn't seem to like the impressed look on your face.

"I can do better than that." He argued.

"You think so?" You teased back.

"Absolutely." He murmured as he surveyed the area around the path.

You watched him use his elemental sight to look around the area for a while before turning to you with a bright smile.

"Come with me."

You didn't expect him to find a group of hilichurls guarding a ..... wait was that a precious chest.

"Childe," you turned to him, worriedly. "They look dangerous."

"Well, they look easy to me." He remarked after assessing the area.

"Now," He whispered to you with a smile. "I want you to count the seconds I take to defeat them all."

Your eyes widened at that.

"Are you serious?!"

"Oh c'mon, do it for me darling." He purred. "I need to prove that I'm cooler than zhongli."

You can't help but roll your eyes at his jealousy.

"Fine." You sighed, knowing he wouldn't let it go.

So, you went along with whatever he wanted to do.

"1.." you began counting.

You understood why he was one of the most feared harbingers. He moved so fast, slashing the enemies with the .... wait did he just materialize his weapon into hydro daggers.

"2.." you could almost hear the wonder in your voice.

It was mesmerizing - the way he fights, the feral look on his face. You stood there in awe as he made a quick work of the last hilichurl standing.

"Man.. " he sighed, pushing his hair back with one hand. (You found your cheeks burning at that sight.)

"We need to start looking for more monsters." Childe deadpanned.

"But why????" You asked incredulously.

"You stopped counting." He laughed at your dumbfounded expression.

"Let's start over again."

#minnie writes 💐#genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #childe x reader #tartaglia x reader #childe fluff #tartaglia fluff #genshin x reader fluff #genshin impact x reader fluff #genshin fluff #genshin impact fluff

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beomqu · 2 years

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day twenty five of KINKTOBER → cunnulingus

w/ heeseung

warnings! : netflix and chill

Watching movies with Heeseung wasn't always the easiest thing ever. Somehow he always managed to fall asleep or just take away your attention and bring up a totally different topic. This time though you actually wanted to watch the movie, but Heeseung again bothered you.

"Focus on the tv Hee." you annoyedly said, pointing in front of you where the tv was. "In a sec, but have you imagined-" "No." you slapped his thigh, looking at him. "Okay sorry, I was just messing around." he laughed before leaning his head on your shoulder and watching the movie.

It continued calmly, you both paid attention and Heeseung was quiet. Sometimes he still tried taking away your attention when he held your hand or when he caressed your thigh, but you took those as affection and your focus shifted back to where it was. One action though you couldn't ignore, his finger ran wild. You didn't notice that through the minutes that have passed, Heeseungs finger slipped between your legs. "What are you doing." you tried turning away from him while your eyebrow rose at him. "Nothing?" though he said that he had a smirk on his face. "You really can't just watch the film?" "You watch the film!" you ignored him and just stared at the tv.

Heeseung didn't give up, he just pushed his hand further until his fingertip touched your core. You tried ignoring him, but you tensed up. "Why won't you let me take care of you?" he kissed your shoulder, trying to get you to focus on him. "I wanted to have a movie night." you pouted, still not looking at him. "After this, we can. Yes?" he cutely asked, smiling once he saw you smile. "Can't believe I agreed." you rolled your eyes as you let Heeseung do what he wanted.

"Lay down," he ordered after he gave you a quick kiss on your lips. You smiled and did as he asked, laying back on the couch. Heeseung already positioned himself just right to your pussy, his head between your thighs, spreading your legs. "So pretty." through your panties he could see the outline of your pussy, his index finger playing with your clit. You bit your bottom lip not to let out any loud sounds, softly breathing instead.

Heeseung quickly took off your clothes, getting ready to eat you out. His tongue played with your clit, making wet sounds from the moves. Your fingers slipped into his hair, massaging his scalp as he pleasured you. "Fuck," you just hummed then and now, encouraging Heeseung as he only sped up his moves. "Your tongue feels so good." his mouth was so skilled, you prefer this over anything, your mind is a void only focusing on the immense pleasure.

Your breath started quickening, alarming Heeseung he gripped the side of your thigh and kept his fast pace. He intently listened to your sounds to know where you were. "I'm gonna cum." now, he thought. You came from his tongue, Heeseung didn't let go of you. Even if you came his strong grip kept you on his tongue, your legs shaking from the overstimulation. "Enough... s-stop." your head tilted back, almost pulling out all of Hee's hair. He ignored you and still licked your pussy.

After a couple of seconds, he finally stopped, laughing at your exhausted outlook. "Wanna continue the film?"

#kinktober2022 #kpop kinktober #enhypen hard hours #enhypen hard thoughts #enhypen hyung line smut #enhypen smut #enhypen x reader #enhypen reaction #enhypen imagine #heeseung x reader smut #heeseung x reader #sub heeseung #enhypen heeseung smut #heeseung smut

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malereadermaniac · 6 months

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Smug Bitch Boy ~ Your Crush x Male Reader

The two of you are good friends

When you first met, (y/c) was just some guy in one of your classes

Sure, you found him hot

And you may have developed a delusional level crush on him

But the two of you never talked - and what made it worse was when you and your big mouth told all of your friends and anyone who would listen about your crush on (y/c)...

Eventually, word got to him

(Y/c) knew that you liked him, so he'd look at you during class and catch you staring st him

He found it weird at first, he was sure he was straight - so a guy liking him made him feel weird

But after a little while (y/c) took it as a compliment and moved on

It was when he started to notice you everywhere and notice you more in class when things changed

(Y/c) would pay attention to what you said in class, and he eventually even started talking to you

It started only as passing comments and jokes, which you would laugh at and that was it

(Y/c) then started talking to you about things, you awkwardly answer and have a short chat before resuming your work

All of this was increasing your delusions about (y/c) liking you back

But to be fair, (y/c) did seem to like you

The two of you started talking more and more, even moving on to texting

He liked your company, even going out of his way to give you lifts to work just to spend some time with you

What (y/c) didn't like were the comments his friends made about the two of you - them of course knowing about your little (massive) crush on the (h/c) man

Slowly the two of you drifted apart, your crush faded finally and (y/c)'s friends hated how he hung out with you - so the two of you drifted apart

That was until the two of you were out at a party

Nothing big, just a couple friends at a get together st the one rich kids house

It was during a game of never have I ever that the question "never have I ever liked someone here"

You watched as others drank, forgetting to drink yourself as your friend beaide you started choking

"Hey (y/n)! You need to drink too!" A slightly drunk (y/c) says

"Oh yeah? Whys that?" You ask, daring him to mention that a gay boy liked him infront of his dickhead friends

"You had a crush on me" the (h/c) man says with a blush and a smile

You blush at his comment and take a swig from your drink

He had such a smug look on his face as you drank

In his drunken state, (y/c) had a prideful smirk on his face as he chuckled to himself

It pissed you off a bit, mostly embarrassed you, but very slightly made you think about him again

What didn't help was that after the small party, you had to sleep round the hosts house - like some of the others there. And the room you ended up in meant you had to share a bed with the smug little bitch boy that you now were starting to have feelings for again

You rolled your eyes comedically when you were told you had to sleep next to (y/c), he chuckled and gave you a drunken wink as he went into the room

You following right behind him

"Hey could you leave for a sec while I change?" You ask, grabbing your pajamas out of your bag

"Why? We're both guys, (y/n)..." god your name rolled off of his tongue so well

After he said that, (y/c) took off his shirt

If you weren't already blushing, you definitely were now

His build was so attractive to you, you had to avert your eyes

"Hehe... you can look ya know"

"Piss off, (y/c)"

"I like it when you say my name.. my friends just call me by nicknames"

"Oh really...? I don't think we're close enough for nicknames haha" you joke as your follow his lead and strip your day clothes

Fuck he couldn't take his eyes off of you

"What? How come?" (Y/c) asks, stopping dead in his tracks

"Well... we stopped talking did we not?" You say with an awkward chuckle

"Yeah... I guess so" he thinks to himself, a tinge of regret visible on his face

You finish changing and go to wash up

The two of you get into bed and go to sleep

But (y/c) clearly felt the need to be closer to you, because he decided to spoon you to sleep

"(Y/c)." You mumble

"Whaaat. Don't act like you don't want this..."

"And what if I don't?" You tease

"Oh c'mon (y/n), you had the fattest crush on me... and I hope to act on that sooner rather than later" (y/c) whispered in your ear

You elbow him, and the two of your chuckle

"Go on then..." you mumble as you start to fall asleep

#male reader #gay #x male reader #fanfic #fluff #cute gay #crush x male reader #crush x reader #male crush #crush

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hwajin · 2 years

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#! — [ gallery ] Hwang Hyunjin

— gn!reader // sfw // not my pics, credits to owner // thank you @lix-ables for the inspiration for this one <33

"Darling, look at me a for a sec."

Hyunjin spoke in a soft voice, careful to not disturb the quiet around him. Which was harder to accomplish than thought, it seemed like all and every person in the hall has fallen in trance, watching swirling colors and lines dance within each other, portrait after portrait and landscape after landscape adorning the walls of the gallery. Your boyfriend has nearly physically dragged you with him when he heard of a new art museum opening in the area- not that you needed much convincing, anything that involved the two of you being together while appreciating art sold you times a million.

When your head turned Hyunjins direction you heard a click of his camera, cheeks darkening a reddish color in an instant at his antics. The man gave you an endearing smile, one that caused your face to heat up much further, much darker while you couldn't help but smile to yourself as well, gaze everywhere but the man that caused your flustered state. He's been taking pictures of you here and there throughout the whole date, one might think his storage was filled to the brim already with shots of you - he thought differently though, apparently.

"You look beautiful on this one."

He broke the silence again after short seconds of inspecting the photo, your eyes finding his and your face blushing up once more, lacing in a soft red; it was out of your control, the sway and the ease Hyunjin wrapped you around his finger with working on you as if it was your first day dating, as if you were still two teenagers in highschool, stupidly in love and madly bound to one another. It would have been embarrassing if you didn't know you had the same effect on him, so after all you were still stupidly in love and madly bound to another, after years and years together.

"You know, you should be taking pictures of the art - that's why we're here in the first place."

You played annoyed, shot your boyfriend a playful glance - he returned it with the same energy, sparked his dark eyes at you while steading the camera in his hands again, slowly raising it up to meet his eye, getting you to grimace a silly face for him to get in shot. Yet Hyunjin didn't click away immediately, halted his movements for a couple of seconds to say something to you before taking the actual picture.

"You are art enough, though."

Your silly grimace disappeared within second at his almost disgustingly sweet words, knowing that, though he surely meant those words, there was no way on earth he'd think you'll find the compliment fluttering - he simply loved to tease a reaction out of you, clicking his camera three times right in the perfect moment, and a last one when the red on your face peaked its tint. He giggled to himself, not bothering to check out the results of his surprise shoot - you'd have a laugh at home when you'd go through the pictures he took together, surely - while you rolled your eyes at him, his cheesily flirtasious remark still ringing heavy in your ears, as cocky as it was - your stomach couldn't help but flutter. Hyunjin stepped closer to you, near enough to snake his arm around you, face inching to your ear, breath hitting your skin hot.

"I know it's cringey, but you know I meant that."

A shiver up your spine and then some more, the hair at the base of your neck all up now, arms laced with a sheer of cold bumps - it's the effect he'd never stop catching you in. And only moments later, as though nothing has happened, as though the man hasn't momentarily turned you into a flustered, ever blinking mess - he stepped away from you, cocking his head with a smile as to tell you to follow him, and you cursed him inside while your feet remembered to keep making their way through the echoing halls of the gallery, hoping for your heart to slow down eventually.

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#hyunjin fluff #hyunjin scenarios #hyunjin imagines #hyunjin x reader #skz imagines #skz scenarios #skz fluff #skz x reader #stray kids x reader #stray kids scenarios #stray kids imagines #stray kids fluff

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invivoinsomnium · 4 months

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Shower sec is top notch so...

I've been watching you for a while I've picked you. You are going to carry my babies so one day while you're in the shower I silently break into your apartment I sit in your bathroom for a minute watching you before stripping off and getting in behind you shoving you against the wall.

"oh don't fight baby I don't wanna have to break any of your pretty little limbs" of course you still do but I easily over power you holding your jaw forcing you to lay against my chest looking at me while I fuck your tight pussy "You gonna carry my babies" you scream and cry but I just carry on.

"I know it hurts but it'll be worth it" I smile you were tight and sore whimpering and crying begging me too stop if already stretched you to a slight tear and now I'm brutally pounding you bruising your cervix "Gonna fill you up baby"

I finally cum shoving you against the shower wall pulling out while you fight I just get hard again picking you up taking you to your bed rummaging in my pocket handcuffing you to the bed. I use you for a few more hours before having had enough for now.

I knock you out and dress you carrying you to my car avoiding any cameras and people. When you come to you are in my bed ropes thing your wrists and ankles into a star shape. I was overtop of you mercilessly pounding you're tight overfilled pussy "Gonna fill you till you give me those babies Hun"

You wriggle and scream but it's no use we are in the middle of nowhere. It didn't take long with in 8 weeks of daily torture I had knocked you up you were growing quiet quickly as well. I didn't stop though still fucking you through every night untying you by the third month you couldn't get out of the room anyway.

You had free roam once I'd finally fucked you enough for you to stop fighting. I sit you in my lap one day rubbing your bump "look at you" I hum. "can't wait for you to push these out" if you dared to speak up asking about a hospital I'd just laugh in your face "Hospital why would you need a hospital you're doing it right here"

At around 8 months early in the morning you wake up to your water breaking you shake me awake but I just grab your jaw telling you to shut the fuck up not to make a sound until my alarm goes off five hours from then. I roll over to fall back asleep leaving you in agony.

You cross your legs shifting to relive the pressure as best as you can. When my alarm finally goes off I get up forcing you onto your back spreading your legs "I'll call the Dr shall I?" I laugh seeing the hope in your face before just pulling on a medical glove checking how dilated you are.

I hold your thighs to your chest as you were only 8 I instruct you to get up and walk around ignoring your pain. When you were ready to push I stripped you naked tying you to the bed.

As the contractions occur and you push no progress seems to happen you spend almost an hour in agony as you push with nothing you feel intense burning in your birth canal and you are begging me I put a new glove on checking just to feel feet "Oh looks like baby wanted to be stubborn as well" I push down on your stomach screaming at you to push and stop hurting our babies.

It took two hours for the first baby who tore he lays on your chest screaming and I hold your face shaking your head "Keep pushing Hun" I rub your thighs ome baby feeding the other refusing to come sitting in your birth canal he sits there for four hours of painful agonising contractions he seems to be kicking at your insides as well.

I won't step in as you bare down screaming in agony. When finally with a ripping sound his head pops out I watch as you scream and try pushing the rest of him out he pops out and I put him on your chest.

After your placenta comes out I decide to clean and stitch you up with no numbing or anything. I kiss your head "Good job mama starting tomorrow we'll try for more yeah" I walk out leaving you in agony with screaming crying babies

Anon, that was hot. I loved it. I really have nothing more to say because that had everything. I'll admit, when you mentioned calling the doctor I though for a fact you'd be bringing in a doctor you paid to assist the delivery or even a midwife. One who only truly cared about ensuring a successful delivery.

I do admit I'm torn between the idea of this taking place in a basement and me birthing on a matress or iron wrought bed or having been moved into a bedroom (yours) for the pregnancy and the basement being turned into a makeshift delivery room.

Either way, this was a wonderful read.

#invivo answers #rp idea #dark #forcedimpregnation #birthing #tw forcedpregnancy #tw kidnapping

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m0chaminx · 2 years

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Fifty-nine Days | Dylan Lenivy

*•.¸♡Request : No

*•.¸♡Prompt : none

*•.¸♡𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 : minor plot changes, reader is shorter than 6'0ft, slight angst, loys of fluff, cute Dylan, sexual implications, smut (comes in later), sex in a public place (no one sees), fingering (F receiving), hand job (M receiving), oral (F receiving), praise, Dylan and Reader are switches, cocky Dylan

*•.¸♡Paring : Dylan Lenivy x F!reader

*•.¸♡𝙎𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮 : 59 days. It takes Dyaln Lenvi 59 days to fall for you and one moment to turn it to hell

*•.¸♡words : 5.4k words

*•.¸♡A/N : I did not expect this to turn out this long, but holy crap am I proud of it

*•.¸♡A/N 2 : I wrote Dylan as Bisexual, I don't know if he's Bi and only liked Ryan at camp or he is just gay, but I spent a VERY long time writing this and really don't want to change it so my apologies

❁ Day One; Meet Cute

Going to a summer camp to be a swimming coach and supervisor of kids and young teens was something different, and different is exciting but you couldn't help but feel nervous about walking to Mr H's office to confirm your attendance

Mr H was welcoming and made you feel comfortable until another camper came bursting in announcing the radio was continuing to 'shout' at him

"Mr H, the radio is shouting still," Dylan announced swinging the door open. "I have- Whoa." Dylan stopped realising he had interrupted a meeting.

"Ah hey Dylan," Mr H smiled, slightly shocked at his sudden entrance. Your heart pounded as if you were in the wrong for being in the office. "Dylan this is the new counsellor, Y/N." You waved slightly, the thumping still pounding in your chest.

"My bad," Dylan chuckled, smiling uncomfortably. "Hi there Y/N."

"Hi Dylan," You smiled, slightly intimidated by how tall he was.

"Just one sec," Mr H apologized. You nodded, looking away awkwardly. "Now what's the problem, Dylan?"

"The radio gear is making weird noises and I can't get it to work, like, at all," Dylan explained rocking on the balls of his feet.

"I can take a look," You said suddenly making the two look at you. "I uh, I majored in IT and robotics, working some radio gear out wouldn't be too hard." Dylan raised his eyebrows in surprise. "Only uh, if you- if that's y'know, okay."

"All up to you Y/N, it would give me some time to go over some more paperwork," Mr H nodded, taking a seat at his desk. "Dylan?"

"God please," Dylan joked and you couldn't help but laugh.

Dylan led you from Mr H's office and across to the radio shack. You took a seat at the radio gear and a teasing smile took over your face. "Hey Dylan, have you used a radio before?" You asked looking over your shoulder.

"Is that a trick question?" Dylan asked, watching your fingers tap at the desk. You motioned him over and he stood behind the chair resting a hand on the desk and back of the chair.

"This is a tuning knob, it's the thing that chooses the radio frequency," You started and Dylan nodded listing to your explanation. "But it needs to connect to something like this speaker, yeah? The speaker that is making the cracking noises." Dylan nodded watching you tap the old speaker. "But your problem is the speaker is on, but the radio itself isn't." Dylan's jaw dropped as you flicked a switch on the side of the radio from 'off' to 'on', the green light switching on.

"You're fucking with me right?" Dylan cursed turning his head to look at you.

"No, I am not fucking with you," You smile.

❁ Day Two; Early Morning Chats

Spending your first night alone in the middle of the woods with spooky noises freaked you out far more than you appreciated

Taking a stroll to the lake at four am to skip rocks on the water you did not expect to see Dylan in Buggs bunny pj's come to the water to do the same thing

"Oh hey, hey Y/N, "Dylan mumbled awkwardly trying to cover the cartoon rabbit on his blue shirt.

"Hey Buggs," You joked, picking up another rock and throwing it watching it hit the dark sparkling water and found across the top three times.

"Wow, you're pretty good at that," Dylan commented, dropping his arms to his side and walking to stand by you. You mumbled a thank you before doing the same thing again. "So uh... what are you doing out here? Perving on the fish?"

You giggled, shaking your hand and passing Dylan a rock. "I was going more for the woodland creatures but I won't pass up a good opportunity," You quipped, watching Dylan toss the rock in his palm. "Creepy woods, couldn't sleep properly."

"Same, plus Jacob snores louder than an earthquake," Dylan commented, trying to balance the rock on the tip of his finger. "Do you know how to skip a rock?"

"Skim," You spoke up, tossing another.

"I thought it was skip?" Dylan asked furrowing his eyebrows.

"Eh, well I've heard it both ways," You shrugged picking up another and skipping it.

"Ah, but no I've never skipped a rock," Dylan rock in his hand.

"Hand," You requested, holding yours out. Dylan rested his hand on top of yours watching you as you gently bent his fingers around the rock. His eyes moved up to watch your face but you caught him staring. "Focus."

"Yep," Dylan nodded looking back down at his hand curled around the rock.

"Your thumb supports it and creates the momentum and it will roll off your pointer making it spin," You explained, holding Dylan's waist and spinning Dylan's body to the side, his feet facing the water his torso spun to face you. "It will rest on your middle finger in the meantime. You just spin your body and flick your arm from the elbow, and hopefully, it will fling from your hand and bounce on the water."

Dylan nodded following your instructions. Spin the torso, flick from the elbow, spin off the finger and bounce on the water. "Ha, ha! Yeah!" Dylan yelled in victory as the rock bounced on the water before plopping into the water. You clapped as Dylan cheered. "See that, that was so cool!"

❁ Day Ten; Blushing Red

Dylan was simply trying to help a kid carve Emma and Jacob forever into the tree trunk instead he interrupts your swimming lessons and turns, for lack of a better word, as red as a tomato

This starts the kids teasing of the crush developing between you both

"Are you sure Mr Hackett won't be mad at us?" The young camper Gabby asked as she watched Dylan carve the final letters.

"I'm positive, plus even if he finds out, whose to say lover boy Jacob didn't do it?" Dylan joked before putting the swiss army knife back in his pocket. "Now go, I think Chef Nick is cooking up some cookies." Gabby laughed before rushing for a group of campers that were heading for the lodge.

Dylan turned, meaning to head back to the radio shack but he caught sight of a swimming lesson and figured to head over and tease you. "Dylan! Hi!" Another camper, Isaac, yelled, with an over-exaggerated wave.

"Hey champ, how's swimming?" Dylan asked, giving him a high five through the fence.

"So much fun, Y/N's an amazing teacher!"

"Isaac! You're up!" You yelled, waving the boy over. Dylan's sarcastic comment about you running all the fun at the sight of you in a red and black stripped bikini. And suddenly red is Dylan's favourite colour. "Hey, Dylan!"

"Uh- hey, hey Y/N," Dylan stuttered, already feeling the hot redness of a blush creeping up the back of his neck and over his cheeks, dusting them in light pink.

"Dylan's blushing!" A camper shouted and the others erupted in a fit of giggles and 'oohs'.

"All right, all right settle down!" You called, pulling the attention back to you, not that Dylan's ever left. "Half an hour splash around then we will continue with the rest of you guys's laps!" Immediately as the words left your mouth the kids rushed for the pool. "Be responsible, I will revoke your pool privileges if you act like idiots!"

You rolled your eyes and walked to the side gate, resting your hands against the brick wall it was built in. "Huh, you are red," You teased, tilting your head to watch Dylan's cheeks darken in colour.

"No, I uh, I mean-" Dylan stopped and took a breath, trying to look anywhere else than where the water decided to drip and roll down your skin. "I am going to stop talking now and go back to my shack."

"You know we could go to the river tonight, I could teach you, y'know a private lesson," You offered, watching Dylan's face go completely red.

"I can't tell if you're messing with me," Dylan mumbled, staring straight into your eyes. You laughed, and Dylan played with black cuffs on his writs.

"I'm messing with you, campfire's tonight," You smiled, ignoring the blush growing on your cheeks. "We'll just have to reschedule." You sent Dylan a playful wink before turning back to the campers.

❁ Day Twenty-five; Tension and Rain

Dylan isn't trying to be dramatic, but my god is he dramatic

Rain is moving inwards and Dylan is trying to get your attention. But you are very stubborn but Dylan will do whatever to get your attention.

"Not to be, like, dramatic or anything, but I think it's gonna storm," Dylan stated, nudging your shoulder. You groaned half asleep as you and Dylan lay in the grass as the others ate lunch. Dylan huffed, poking your shoulder, "Y/N." You brushed him, resting your hands behind your head. Dylan squinted and poked your shoulder again, "Y/N..."

"Dylan, I am trying to sleep," You mumbled grabbing your jumper and tossing it at his face.

"Number one, this jumper is soft as baby pandas, number two..," Dylan rolled on top of you, straddling your stomach, putting all his pressure on top of you. "Y/N listen to me!"

"Okay okay!" You gasped, pressing your hands to Dylan's torso. "I'm listing! Dylan! Jesus, Dylan Lenivy! Get off!" Dylan lifted himself by his elbows, taking the pressure off of your stomach. Your hands still pressed to his stomach, your chest heaving. "You're like skinny as shit, why are so heavy?" Dylan went to lower his elbows but you pushed him harder. "Dylan I swear to god!"

"Okay okay, I'm done," Dylan laughed pushing himself up and resting on his knees. "Now-" A raindrop hit your forehead, then another, and another.

"Shit!" You cursed, Dylan stood up, grabbing your hand and pulling you up. You grabbed your jumper with your free hand as it started to pour with rain. Dylan held your hand as you both sprinted for the radio shack. Dylan threw the door open and pulled you in, throwing the door closed behind him.

You shook your jumper out throwing it over your shoulders before plopping yourself in the office chair Dylan usually sat in. "Comfy?" Dylan questioned. You smiled and slid further into the chair. Dylan rolled his eyes and pulled the other chair in front of the radio equipment, holding down the Microphone button.

"Yo, yo, yo Hacketters, DJ Dylan here," Dylan started, and you giggled quietly to yourself. "Rain has moved over the quarry, so I'd move those butts inside and grab your stuff and head to the Hall. Just cause its raining doesn't mean we don't have fun stuff for you guys to do!" Dylan clicked the mic off and leaned back in his chair, spinning to look at you.

You sat on your phone, scrolling through your downloaded music.

"Hey quick Q," Dylan started, watching you spin in the office chair. You clicked on a song before resting your phone on the table, the music echoing around the small shack. "How did you get your phone back? Mr H was very strict about it."

"I didn't turn it in, and I bought portable charges so I am set," You explained, grabbing the armrest on Dylan's chair and stopping yourself from spinning anymore.

"You, Y/N L/N, are one sneaky and brilliant woman," Dylan smiled, grabbing your chair and pulling you closer, leaning his head on your shoulder, rubbing his face on your fluffy jumper.

"Why thank you, DJ Dylan," You laughed, brushing Dylan's hair back. "Are we staying in here forever or...?"

"I figured until the rain stops," Dylan mumbled finally lifting his head.

"Are we gonna talk about five minutes ago?" You asked, lifting your legs and resting them across Dylan's. Dylan hummed in confusion, resting his hands on your thighs. "You quite literally straddling me."

"I needed to get your attention," Dylan shrugged, tapping his fingers on your legs.

❁ Day Thirty-seven; Heart To Heart and Coming Out

Dylan grabbed a few cokes and snacks and you both sat in the tree house, watching the sun go down

You started to open up to each other, learning about each other

"Well hopefully I get into something with Quantum physics," Dylan admitted, his legs swinging on the edge.

"Quantum physics," You repeated taking a sip from the glass coke bottle. Dylan nodded turning away, fiddling with his watch. "What's quantum physics?"

"Physics but quantumy," Dylan shrugged sipping his cola. You waited for him to keep talking but he just kicked his feet.

"And..." You encouraged.

"And?"

You laughed, brushing your hair back. "And...What is it really? And why do you like it? What made you want to study it?"

"Oh, you're actually interested," Dylan said in shock, looking at you surprised. You nodded, bringing your legs up and crossing them waiting for Dylan to keep talking. "Well quantum physics allows for particles to be in two states at the same time. It's focusing on what makes things at their fundamental level, like their property and nature." Dylan paused and sipped on his coke again. "I know I'm not very sciencey, but I was kinda nervous when I first got her so the jokey sociable side came out."

"So you're a smarty pants who is hiding his intelligence by covering it with jokes and quips?" You questioned putting the empty coke bottle to the side.

"Uh, yeah basically," Dylan nodded, messing with his watch again.

"I mean, I get it," You nodded stretching your legs back out.

"What do you mean?" Dylan asked.

"Hiding what you're really like cuz your nervous... or scared," You explained, taking Dylan's coke and sipping from it.

"So what? You have a super-secret weird fetish or somethin'?" Dylan laughed, taking his coke back.

"Uh..."

"You don't have to tell me," Dylan offered, moving his hand to rest next to yours.

"No I want to," You nodded, moving your hand to sit on his. "You ever like someone and not been able to tell them because they wouldn't react the best?"

"Like they're already dating?"

"No..."

"Like... they're the same gender?" Dylan guessed again. You nodded softly and took the coke back. "Oh, yeah I get that." Dylan nodded, smiling softly. "Bi and ready to fly."

"You made that up," You sighed with a smile, finishing off the drink.

"Yes, but it was amazing wasn't it?" Dylan nudged your shoulder, smiling like a two-year-old that saw an ice cream truck.

"Sure, sure," You smiled nudging him back.

"So that's what you are? Bi?" Dylan asked in a serious tone.

"I don't really know, but I will say women are hot," You admitted, with a cocky smile.

"That is a very true statement, and men are very sexy," Dylan added, leaning back on his free hand.

"A-greed."

❁ Day Forty-six; Almost

Jacobs's plan to prank Nick goes horribly wrong, most likely pulling something in his ankle

So unfortunately you and Dylan are forced to make the campers lunch

Dylan groaned, sighing as he leaned on the counter. "Stop complaining, you'll be fine," You teased as you put together a sandwich.

"But it's so boring," Dylan continued to groan.

"I'm on the last couple of sandwiches, then we can take a break," You offered, looking up at Dylan. Dylan sighed and nodded walking over to you and standing behind you, looking over your shoulder. "You're hovering."

"So? I am going to continue to annoy you until you're finished," Dylan shrugged, resting his head on your shoulder, and pressing a hand to the counter you were working on. "Why couldn't Mr H just do this?"

"Jesus, Dylan, you are right next to my ear," You said flinching away. "You do not need to be so loud," Dylan mumbled a sorry, resting his hand on his hip. "Mr H won't do this because this is what we need to do as counsellors."

"No, this is what Nick is meant to do," Dylan complained much quieter this time, his breath fanning over your neck. You chuckled, putting the sandwich on a paper plate. "Okay you're done," Dylan said grabbing your hips and trying to tug you along. You gripped the counter stopping Dylan from pulling you away.

"Dylan I have two more to make," You sighed spinning around to face Dylan. He huffed, letting you go and resting both his hands on the counter. "Do you really want to leave these kids hungry?"

"No... but I would like to have the rest of my free time not doing Nick's job," Dylan pointed out.

"Well, it's not his fault Jacob's stupid prank went wrong," You reminded him, resting against the counter. Dylan rolled his eyes, leaning closer to you.

"Please, Y/N..." Dylan begged, pouting his lip out.

You held the side of his cheeks pulling his face up in line with yours. You couldn't help but let your eyes flick to his lips for a second. "No," You huffed, trying to turn back to the food.

Dylan grabbed your hips again, locking you back in place on the counter. The sudden spin made you clutch on Dylan's shirt to steady himself. Dylan looked across your face his eyes pausing on your lips this time, you couldn't help but stare at his as well. Dylan brought a hand to your cheek, pulling you close.

"Are you losers done in here?!" Kaitlyn yelled, throwing the doors open. Dylan pushed himself back and you spun around to the sandwiches you were supposed to be making. "Oh-" Dylan's face was bright red as he looked around the kitchen for something to distract himself with.

"Were, uh, almost done here," You nodded, chewing on your bottom lip. Kaitlyn smiled, looking between you both.

"It's okay, I'll finish up with Dylan, Ryan needs help by the boat house cause you know... you are the swimmer," Kaitlyn explained with a sly smile. You nodded, sparing a glance at Dylan who was still red with embarrassment.

❁ Day Fifty-eight; Jealousy And Realisation

You and Ryan were cleaning up the boats after the double lesson for the final day you had with the kids

Dylan helps Kaitlyn find sticks and wood for the fire

Ryan helped you tug the final boat up the shore, you both exhausted from the campers. "God how do those kids have so much energy?" you joked, stretching your arms over your head. Ryan glanced up, watching your swimmers pull against you.

"I know, they're a little crazy," Ryan chuckled pulling his swimming trunks up a bit. "There's a few life savers in the water, if you can grab those ill stack the boats."

"Yeah, just be careful though, those things are heavy," You commented, making your way back to the water. You dove under the water from the boat ramp, tugging the lifesavers from the rocks they were tied.

You brought them back to the ramp, tossing them up. "Do you need some help?" Ryan teased, watching you try and pull yourself up.

"Don't be a dick," you said rolling your eyes. Ryan laughed and reached down, grabbing your hand and tugging you up. "Holy crap, you're strong." Ryan grabbed your waist to steady you, making sure you didn't fall.

Dylan walked from the radio shack, Kaitlyn walking next to him. "So have you talked to her?" Kaitlyn asked, picking up sticks for the camp's final bonfire.

"Who? Y/N?" Dylan asked, pulling along a large tree branch and a bundle of smaller sticks in the other.

"Uh, yeah, obviously," Kaitlyn nodded, wiping her hand on her pants. "You two seemed pretty close in the kitchen." Kaitlyn grabbed another branch, resting it between her arm and stomach.

"Well we weren't, there was nothing to be close about," Dylan sighed with a sarcastic tone. "Just drop it."

"Sorry, sorry," Kaitlyn apologised with a teasing smile. "Well, maybe you still have a chance- oh shit."

The two stopped. Dylan watches Ryan pull you from the water, grabbing you by the waist to steady you. Kaitlyn watched Dylan clench his jaw and fists, accidentally snapping the sticks. "If there wasn't a moment to be close, why are you having a moment of jealousy?" Kaitlyn pointed out.

Dylan lifted his free hand, raking it through his hair. "Oh fuck me," Dylan cursed, feeling his heart tighten and his stomach twist.

"Let's get these back to Mr H," Kaitlyn encouraged, tugging Dylan along.

"Um, I just wanted to say," Ryan started, handing you a towel as you both stepped into the boat house. "That um you're super funny and cool and you're super hot, or uh, pretty-"

"Ryan," You called, calming Ryan down. "While I accept the compliments entirely and agree with the campers that you are very attractive, I just don't see you that way." Ryan nodded with a small disappointed smile.

"Nah, Nah, I get it, but y'know, got to shoot my shot," Ryan nodded. "Plus I know you had something with Dylan."

"What?" You questioned, furrowing your eyebrows.

"I thought you and Dylan..." Ryan trailed off, hanging his towel around his shoulders

"No, no, I mean yeah he's super smart and funny, and he's pretty cute-" You cut yourself off, sighing at how oblivious you were. "Oh fuck me, I like Dylan."

"It took you that long to figure it out?" Ryan said, laughing softy.

❁ Day Fifty-nine; Truth Or Dare, Kiss Me

Dylan's plan of truth or dare ends up in a different direction than what he was hoping for, but you will never catch him complaining

Ps, this is where the smut comes in

The moon had fully risen lighting the camp in a cool white glow. Jacob had supplied the group with beer, and watermelon and Kaitlyn had a bag of Peanut butter butter pops. You squished between Dylan and Kaitlyn, wanting the quickest access to the beer and Kaitlyn was sharing the butter pops with you.

Dylan clapped his hands, clearly bored with the conversations everyone was having. “Okay! New idea. Party game!” Dylan declared, setting his beer down. Some people groaned not wanting to stop their discussions. “Come on, people, we might never see each other again after tonight! Let’s make some memories!”

“Well, what do you have in mind?” Kaitlyn asked, holding the butter pops out for you.

“How about the ultimate game of secrets and lies,” Dylan suggested, sparing a glance your way. “Truth or Dare, but Dylan style. Okay, so house rules are, someone asks you a truth or dare. Then you choose, and then you pick the next person. There’s no ifs, ands, or buts.”

"Dylan, that's normal truth or dare," You chuckled, sipping on your beer.

Dylan stuttered, his face dusting pink, "Uh, yes."

“So... we can, like, make people kiss?" Kaitlyn asked, her eyes darting around, pausing on you for a second longer.

“If they choose dare, yeah. As long as everyone consents... of course,” Dylan confirmed.

“Cool beans," Kaitlyn shrugged trying to contain her smile.

“I mean, keep it in your pants until it’s your turn, but…” Dylan teased.

“I mean, who does get to go first?" Kaitlyn asked.

"Well it's house deals, so..." Dylan trailed off looking around the fireplace. Dylan clapped his hands together, turning to the other logs. "Abigail! Truth or dare?"

"Umm," Abigail thought. "Truth"

"Really dodged a bullet huh?" Dylan questioned. "Alright. Here goes. Have you ever slept with anyone?"

"Oh, uh... I..." Abigail trailed off.

"At this camp," You clarified.

"Hey, you cant-"

"Have you ever slept with anyone at this camp?" You repeated slapping your hand over Dylan's mouth.

"Ah, no! Nope. Sorry," Abi answered, shaking her hand. You removed your hand and took a sip from your beer.

"Alright Abi, it's your turn," Dylan continued, glancing back at you quickly.

"Alright okay, um..." Abi thought for a while with encouragement from Kaitlyn but Emma lost her patience and jumped in.

"Ugh! Ding, ding, ding, too late," Emma sighed. "My turn. Ryan truth or dare?"

"Dare, gimme what you got," Ryan said enthusiastically.

"Okay, Ryan. Your dare comes with a choice."

"Can she do that?"

"I can do whatever I want," Emma dismissed. "And I dare you... To kiss... Either Dylan... or Y/N."

"Wow... I mean... I guess 'both' is off the table?" Ryan questioned trying to get past the choosing part.

"Sorry- I don't make the rules," Emma shrugged holding her hands up in defence.

"I mean you literally just did, but okay, let's do this," Ryan sat for a moment, looking at the two. "Y/N shall we?" Ryan gave you a small wink. You sighed and walked to Ryan who placed his beer down before standing up as well.

He held the side of your face shielding your face. "I'll dare Dylan to kiss you," Ryan whispered, making you smile softly. You stepped back bringing your hair back and sat beside Dylan who looked slightly disappointed.

"Y/N!" Ryan shouted excitedly.

"Wait no dude, she just went," Jacob complained throwing his hands up.

"Nope, shut up!" Emma encouraged, seeing Ryan glance between you and Dylan.

"Dare," You stated, leaning forward slightly.

"I dare you..." Ryan paused dragging out the suspense. "...To hook up with Dylan already. Who might I add you've been pining over for the past two months."

"What!?" Nick shouted, bewildered at the new information. You stood up and Ryan tossed you the keys to the lodge. Dylan looked up at you, shocked but... excited.

"Dylan," You said holding your hand out for him. "Shall we?" Dylan took your hand and tugged him up. "I give my go to Jacob!" You shouted, tugging Dylan quicker.

Dylan walked behind you, slightly stunned. "Just ah, so you know I didn't kiss Ryan, he told me he was gonna dare me to kiss you, not you know... hook up."

"Do you want to? Hook up I mean," Dylan asked as you reached the lodge.

"I mean yeah, do you?" You asked pushing the door open.

Dylan pushed you inside holding your face as he bent down to kiss you. "God yes," Dylan rasped against your lips. Dylan kicked the door closed behind him, pushing you further in until you bumped into a table.

"Really the table?" You asked, pulling back, your hands draped around his shoulders.

"It this or Mr H's bed," Dylan shrugged, still staring at your lips. You nodded and pulled yourself onto the wooden table. Dylan moved close, standing between his legs as he moved back to kiss you again.

You pulled back for a second to breathe and Dylan moved to leave marks and bites down your neck. "Fuck... Dylan," You sighed throwing your head back, your hands tugging at his hair.

"Can I take your shirt off?" Dylan asked pulling back. You slipped your arms away, hooking your finger to the bottom of your shirt and peeling it off. Dylan gave a giddy smile before diving back in to kiss you again, "Jesus Christ you're gorgeous." You smiled against his lips, running your hands down the front of his chest, to the bottom of his shirt.

You slipped your hands under the grey material, feeling across his toned torso. You tugged it up and Dylan grabbed the back, pulling it over his head and tossing it toward your discarded shirt. "Shit, fuck your pretty-" You cut yourself off, kissing down his chest.

"Is that a good thing?" Dylan asked, tilting his head back up to look at him.

"God yes," You mumbled, pulling him back to kiss you. You grabbed him through his belt loops, messily unbuckling his belt and tossing it away. You quickly kicked your shoes off as Dylan pulled back slipping your pants off. Dylan ran his hands up your thighs, his lips back on your throat. Moans slipped past your lips, very aware of Dylan's fingers drumming on your inner thigh. Dylan paused, making you look at him properly, "If you ever want to stop just say something, yeah?" You nodded, trying to pull Dylan back to you but he slid his hands along the table leaning as close as possible without touching you. "Y/N..."

"Let you know if I want you to stop," You repeated, resting a hand on his cheek.

Dylan smiled, quickly pecking your nose, "Sweet." You giggled and pulled him down to kiss you. Dylan moved his hands across your stomach, pulling the elastic of your underwear and letting it snap against your skin.

"Dylan..." You whined trying to get him to touch you. Dylan chuckled, letting his thumb run under the fabric. "Dylan please touch me."

Dylan nodded hooking his fingers under your underwear and you lifted your hips making it easier for him to pull them down. Dylan ran his fingers through your wetness, circling your clit. "Oh fuck."

You tugged at his pants, unbuttoning and unzipping them. Dylan reeled his hand back, making you whine softly. He quickly slipped his shoes off and stepped back letting you tug his pants off and he finished pulling them off completely. You tugged at his hips dragging him back to you and you pulled his boxers down enough that his dick sprung out. Dylan kissed you, small hisses and pants slipping past his lips as you pumped his cock, twisting your hand occasionally. Dylan dug his teeth into his lip trying to hold back a loud moan. "Jesus, are you trying to kill me?" Dylan chuckled, a moan taking over the end of his sentence.

You smiled, pulling his bottom lip between your teeth. You tugged his boxers off completely and Dylan quickly stepped out of them, your hand never leaving his dick. You sped your hand up, sliding your thumb over his slit and Dylan's knees almost gave out. His hands shot to the table to steady himself and chuckled softly at him, kissing under his jaw and leaving a dark purple mark there.

"God if you keep doing that you're gonna make me cum," Dylan moaned, moving to hide his face in your neck, his teeth digging into his lip again You brought your other hand away from his hips, running your fingertips along the bottom of his cock and up to toy with his slit, the other hand still pumping him.

"That's kinda the point," You giggled. You kissed his shoulder as he jerked his hips into your hand. You stroked him with a faster, harder rhythm, kissing back up his neck.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Dylan repeated, his thrusts chasing your hand movements. "I'm gonna cum, holy fuck! Y/N!" Dylan's hips rutted into your hand, his cum spilling into your palm. You kissed along his shoulder, using your clean hand to trace shapes on his back. Dylan pulled away from your neck, his lips red and swallow from biting them.

You gently ran your thumb across his bottom lip, before moving to his jaw and then kissing him softly. Dylan moved his hands up your thighs, tugging at your underwear. You lifted your hips helping him pull them down. He moved to rest on his knees, kissing up your legs.

Dylan ran two of his fingers from your slit to your clit, circling it with quick movements. "Fuckin' hell," You hissed, falling back on your hands, not missing the cocky smile Dylan gave you. Dylan slipped his fingers back down your slit, teasing you slowly. "Dylan I swear-" Dylan suddenly leant forward, taking your clit in his mouth. A hand shot to his hair, tugging it as Dylan rolled your clit against his tongue. His hand gripped your hip keeping you pressed against the table, his other slowly pushing two fingers inside you.

Moans and gasps slipped through your lips as Dylan steadily pumped his fingers into you, curling them at the knuckles making you clench around him. Dylan continued to assault your clit with his tongue, his thumb tracing circles into your hip. "Jesus, fuck me, holy- Fuck, feels so good," Your legs started to shake and Dylan pressed you harder into the wood table. "God Dylan, I'm gonna-"

Dylan moved his fingers in a beckoning motion, speeding up his movements. Dylan sucked harder on your clit and your orgasm washed over you. Your arms gave and your legs twitched as pleasure hushed through you. Dylan slowly pulled his fingers from you, working you through your orgasm.

Dylan pushed himself up, leaning over you and kissing you. His hands pressed beside your head, the other resting on your cheek. "Your so fucking gorgeous," Dylan whispered, pulling away from you ever so slightly. Your arms wrapped around his neck, Dylan helping you sit up. "Like god you're fucking perfect." You laughed softly, kissing Dylan again.

"Do you want to keep going-?" A shrill scream rang out, causing you both to jump slightly.

"What the fuck was that?"

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Bunny | Simon Riley x Female OC

Chapter One | Obey

ART CREDIT; @ave661 ♡

It's not even been 24hrs and I already miss him. Not sexually as we started as close friends. Probably the only friend I have, work was hectic and I just needed to take a break and speak to a friend. Maybe I should call him? No, he's probably not long gone to base. I'll text him.

'Missing you ♡'

I press send and put my phone back in my pocket before heading back inside. I work through the rest of my shift. I pray that the rest of the day passes quickly.

******************

I was so glad to have finished my shift and get home. I grab my belongings from the staff room before beginning my route back home. I grab my phone from my pocket as I check my notifications. I hadn't seen anything from Johnny, my heart sank a little and I started to feel lonely. However, as I look through the notifications, I end up spotting his response;

'Missing you too, princess ♡'

A small smile creeps across my face. I was so determined to find his response that I walked straight past my house. "Every single time!" I mumble to myself before I turn around and walk down the path slightly before I start to walk up the steps to my apartment. Once finally home, I throw my work stuff to the side before heading to the bedroom to change into something more comfortable.

Whilst scrambling to find something to wear my phone starts to ring, I sigh before quickly throwing my hoodie on. I scramble to find my phone before seeing it's a video call from Mactavish. "Ah, there she is!" His thick Scottish accent bellows through the phone speakers. I can't help but smile upon seeing his stupid face light up my screen. "I was just about to call you," I say as I readjust myself on my bed as John messes around with his fellow colleagues. "Aye, gimme a sec!" I nod to accept his comment as I just sit here watching boys being boys as usual.

"Mactavish got a girlfriend?"

"Someone's tripping"

"Alright, yous can get tae fuck!"

I couldn't help but laugh at the comments. I think what made it so much better was his response. After a few minutes, it was just the two of us, as he had relocated into his room for more privacy. "I'm glad you found that funny" I laugh at his comment before shrugging. "Oh come on, lighten up Mactavish. I needed a good laugh after the day I've just had" "Alright, I'll let you aff" John then repositions to only a position that he knows has a certain effect on me. "Hey, that's not fair Johnny" A small smirk appears on his face before he reaches out for something.

"You know I don't play fair by now. Just be a good girl for me, princess" He winks before he takes a bite from his apple. I roll my eyes before focusing my attention on ordering food. I was not going to let him win.

After about 20 minutes, my food arrived, I propped my phone up on the counter as I sorted out my food. "Remember I'm going to be limited to how often I can access ma phone-" "I know we have done this drill before" We both exchange smiles before letting out a small laugh. "You'll have to take in every feature of ma face or take a photo" His blue eyes pierce through my soul just before he winks. "I think I have enough pictures of your stupid face" I smirk before taking a bite out of my food and leaning against the counter. "Aye, you mean like this one?" I scoff thinking that I'm going to be sent one of the many selfies we have.

My phone pinged with the notification, though upon opening the notification, I instantly coughed almost choking. "Oh my god! you nearly killed me! Why have you even got that?! I told you to delete it years ago!" John just laughs, not realizing how serious the whole situation is. "Naw, ye know that you love it! But ye know -" He stops to take another bite. I can't believe this guy. Awaiting his reply, I roll my eyes. "You look so much better on that counter than leaning against it" Honestly can't believe him. I feel the heat in my cheeks rises, all I hear is him slightly. Probably has seen my cheeks turn red.

"You're an asshole" I scoff before finishing my food and then tidying up. "That's naw what you were saying 24hrs ago" We are not giving in. We can do this Gemma. "Get on the counter, princess" I looked at my phone screen with a slight frown along with a raised brow. "No, I'm not falling for this Mactavish" I pick up my phone before walking over to the table and sitting down. I open up my laptop before propping my phone up.

"Princess"

"Johnny"

"I wasn't asking" You could see the lust but also anger in his eyes. I was just about to say something before John reveals his throbbing cock on camera. I was lost for words, and a small moan escaped my lips "Don't please" it came out in an almost whisper. "Ye didnae want to obey now you've got tae watch" No he's not punishing me I hate when he does that but now over the phone, he's punishing but teasing me. I bite my lip to contain myself but also any moans that may escape. He starts to rub his hand up & down his cock. Hearing the small moans & grunts he was making was enough.

I caught a glimpse of his pre-cum leaking out of the head of his tip. I couldn't take it anymore, I had to slip my hand into my trousers and slip further down into my underwear. "Naw princess, hands where I can see them" I just about got to feel how wet I had become before groaning in annoyance as we had been denied access. "Johnny, please" I pout as I beg for his permission to finish her off. The tension was getting unbearable at this point.

He begins to pick up the pace, breathing is getting more rugged and heavier. Nothing is said, just the sound of him panting and moaning fills the air. I bite my lip harder to contain a moan. Hearing John being all hot and breathless was making me wetter and my knees weak too. "Oh god, I wish I was deep inside you right now" John pants through the phone. I became an ocean within seconds, I hate him for this. I grab the sides of my chair as I use every little bit of my strength to remain composed right now.

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My mind drifts back to the video call me and John had a few days ago. I can't believe that man. I try to shake off the thoughts from my brain. I was currently looking into joining the army, I never discussed it with John and I just know he's going to be annoyed with me but at the moment I don't care. I look down at my phone checking my notifications, slight worry takes over me as I haven't heard anything from him but I also know that the connection isn't great.

I sigh as I unlock my phone and open up our text thread. As much as he was a complete dork I did miss Mactavish.

"Hey.. I know you're busy with this mission but I hope everything is okay there. I haven't heard from you in a few days just checking up on you. I miss you.. ♡"

Should I start to worry? No, that's stupid because you have done this so many other times before and know how this works. He's a soldier and out on deployment like that's his job. Ugh, I need to find a life outside of Mactavish. Though the problem is, I don't have anyone else, it's been like that for as long as I can remember and I guess I was just happy to have met John. Yeah didn't meet in the most normal setting. It was only meant to be a no-strings-attached, one-night thing but years later..

God, I remember the first night we met like it was yesterday. Now we're the best of friends and sometimes inseparable. Not quite, I can't stand him and his annoying ass! God, I don't even know how he managed to befriend me because I hate people. No lie, maybe it was the sex? No, that would make me look..desperate?

Maybe it was his stupidly handsome face with those ocean-blue eyes and his stupid Scottish accent. You know what, it makes it seem like I like the dork more than just friends and that is not the case. Just friends..with benefits.

I mean don't get me wrong he is a very good-looking man and any girl would be lucky to have him. I just don't trust anyone like I used to in the past so I have major trust issues which means I will never let anyone get close to me again. Why you may ask? it's a long story but I maybe just maybe might tell you later on. I don't like talking about it and prefer not to open up either. The guard is always up because I can't take the risks anymore.

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I was replying to a work email on my phone while watching a film when a notification popped up at the top of my screen. He finally replied. A wave of relief washes over me. He's okay.

'Hey princess, I'm okay. Sorry I didnae text ya back sooner. You know how these things are. Don't worry I'm in one piece for you ♡'

I couldn't help but smile at his response but I rolled my eyes at his response also because even when he is trying to sound like he cares it also comes across as him being the biggest jerk too. I miss him so badly right now. I need the company and I don't have anyone else that I'm just that comfortable being around like Mactavish. Maybe it's because I don't like being around people or like showing any emotions or it's my trust issues. God I don't even know how John has put up with me for so long. I am the most complicated person he's probably met.

Me? Worry about you? Johnny you know me better than that, I'm fine, I don't need to worry about you. Hell I don't care if you took a year to reply back to me.

I replied to him shortly after. I switched back to the email app I was on and continued to finish of the email I was writing out for work. I can just imagine the response I will get back from him when he eventually does reply back. If I had to guess it would be something along the lines of me actually caring and worrying about only him and no one else because I'm not that heartless because somehow John knows me best and deep down I have a heart somewhere and one day he will bring it out..

#cod oc #original character #call of duty #oc:gemma “widow” miles #john soap mactavish #cod fanfic #chapter one #wattpad writer #wattpad #Bunny | Simon Riley x OC #artbygem #cross posted on wattpad #simon ghost riley #this took way too long to finally finish

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