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antiwhores · 2 years

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Bakugou’s sidekick with a mask

Bakugou has known his sidekick for 3 years now and he has not once seen your face. No one has. Hes getting curious too with the crush he’s harboring.

Yall I gotta take my braids out today but im not tryna do that. Also, my friends keep calling me mommy. Im childless!

Part 2 👇🏾

Bakugou has never, not ONCE, seen your face.

You work at his agency as his sidekick and yet he has no real idea what you look like. You’re documents are proved secure so you’re not a villain in disguise. And even so, he would’ve caught you acting suspisous by now. You just really don’t wanna show your face.

No one has seen your face in the agency. You walk around with a full face mask and suit like some spider-man wannabe and never take it off. Not even in the girls locker room! And oh, the female workers have tried to pry it off you.

As a little inside joke between the both of you, Katsuki offered a reward to anyone in the agency who could catch you without your mask on and tell him what you looked like.

They would hide in lockers and wait for you to take off your mask. They would be seething with excitment, practically hyperventilating. Then you would pull off the mask to reveal another mask.

This cracked Bakugou the hell up when he heard the gossip. The whole situation honestly only made his fondness for you stronger

This same procedure repeated a whole bunch of other time too. They would think they finally caught you then you would reveal another mask. One of them even tried sneak attacking you to rip the mask off. Only to reveal another mask.

The masks the multiplied while the amount of people trying divided until everyone gave up and there were about a hundred of your masks hanging around.

Of course, Bakugou was curious. Especially since during the 3 years of you being his annoying sidekick, he’d started to feel some unwanted love and attachment towards you. How was he supposed to ask you out if he didn’t know who he was asking out? Not that he cared what you looked like. Its just he wanted to know to feel… special.

He had managed to pry a bit of information about you along with sarcastic comments:

“Okay. Just answer my questions if you’re not gonna let me pull that damned mask off.”

“Ugh, why’re you so curious? Are you wondering if I’m insanely hot? I am, now leave me alone.”

“No you fucking idiot, its just unfair.”

“Unfair?”

“Yes unfair, I’ve known your dumbass for 3 years. We hang out outside of work, we’ve almost died together like 40 times, and you’ve seen me almost naked!”

“Not by choice! I swear, you should’ve locked the door!”

“IT WAS THE BOYS BATHROOM!”

“OKAY AND?”

“Oh my fucking god. Anyway, all that shit and I dont even know what your dumbass face looks like! You could just walk by me out of costume and I’d have no damn idea who you were.”

“Yeah, thats the fun of it! Makes me feel like a spy.”

He gives you a serious look, “y/n-“

“Uuuuugggghhh, fine you whiny bitch. What do you wanna know?”

“What race are you?”

“What race do you think I am?”

“I’ve seen your skin sometimes when your costume breaks. Also I know you’re from y/c so your probably y/r.”

“Racist.”

“Im gonna fucking murder you!”

“You’re correct, you smart cookie! Anything else?”

“Yeah-“

“EHHHHH! Only one question every 3 years Katsuki!”

“THREE YEARS?-“

Eventually he does see you outside of work but just as he suspected, he has absolutely no idea its you.

There was a villain attack happening and you were oblivious to it. Or more like you couldn’t afford to do something right now. You had forgotten your costume but thankfully you heard familiar explosions accompanied with the voice of Sero.

“Oh, they got this.” You mumbled as you continued to walk in the direction of your apartment. You took a bite out of a piece of the cheesecake you went all the way across town to get.

The deluctable flavor, and maybe your lack of care, stopped you from realizing a literal car was fly towards you. Honestly, you’d walk out pretty okay if it hit you, banged up but alive, and thats all you needed. You also overused your quirk yesterday and now you’re basically quirkless so there wasn’t really anything you could do without loosing your cheesecake and that was worth more than your life.

Just as you prepared for the car by taking another bite you were swooped up into warm arms. The stranger had flung himself and you into the air. You couldn’t bring yourself to even care cause YOU DROPPED YOUR FUCKING BAG OF CHEESECAKE.

You screamed at the man, it all came out muffled due to your mouthful.

“WHAT TE FEK? MY CHESS CAKE! GO BAIK!”

The man whos arms you were in ignored you. He went to drop you off on top of the building you were standing under but you immediately jumped off.

“WHAT THE FUCK?!?” The man screamed. He must’ve thought you were doing this just to die.

He blasted himself down to grab you before landing on the ground safely.

“WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?!”

You were about to turn around to answer but the words died in your throught at seeing your partner. So you just pulled yourself away from his grip and walked over to the bag. You picked it up with a bright smile before continuing your walk.

He grabbed the back of your shirt before you could get away. “Do you have a fucking death wish or something?!” You broke the piece that you were about to grab into two. You took the other piece and shoved it in his mouth.

He looked like he was about to murder you but you just threw him a thumbs up. He spit the cake out, earning an insulted scream from you. “What the hel-“ Before he could finish the sentence he was interrupted by Sero. “BAKUGOU! If your finished flirting with the civilian… COME HELP ME!”

Its like he remembered he was in a fight by the way his face hardened. He grabbed your neck, turning you to face him. “Leave. I don’t wanna see you around here again. And definitely not for no fuckin’ cheesecake.”

You nodded feverishly, a blush was creeping up your cheeks. You felt exposed looking him straight in the eyes. Like one wrong move and he knew everything about you.

He mumbled something about you reminding him of another dumbass he knows before blasting away.

The next day when you guys were patrolling he told you the story. You couldn’t stop laughing at how he described whom he didn’t know was you. “Yeah and then she wanted to fucking give me attitude and shove cake in my mouth!” You giggled, “Was it at least good cake?” “YES!”

#mha x reader #bakugou katsuki #bakugou headcanons #bakugou imagine #bakugou x reader #bakugou smut #bakugo x reader #katsuki x reader #bakugou fluff

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rodolfoparras · 7 months

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power bottom m!reader degrading soap for being so desperate to shove his dick in something all the time cause soap drags him into a storage room 10 minutes before they gotta leave for a mission

reader somehow looks fine despite having cum up his ass and soap looks like he ran a 10 mile run in 15 seconds

Soap who’s like a horny teenager around you, hands shaking pulse beating every time blood flows to the lower half of his body, and maybe just maybe you’ve indulged him a bit too much, instantly feeding into his desire every time it bubbles up in his gut even though it may be during a debriefing or even at a stake out.

Because now Soap’s shamelessly rubbing up against you like a dog in heat, hand sneaking down to your ass or crotch when no one can see, begging in your ear to let him fuck you, voice all whiny, even going as far giving you puppy eyes until you finally give in, but only allowing him 10 minutes.

Since he’s so fucking eager he should manage it right? And it’s both humiliating and exhilarating to hear you whisper the words to him before you roughly tug at his wrist, pulling him into some storage room laying nearby.

The door quickly slams shut, Soap barley yanking at the thread to light the room up before he’s cornering you up against the wall and slotting your lips together.

“Aren’t you embarrassed to be acting like this hm?” You say while smiling against his lips as he’s hurriedly undoing the zipper to your pants before undoing his own.

“Look at you acting like a bitch in heat, but isn’t that what you are hm puppy?” You say before roughly grabbing his chin to pull him in for another kiss, all while he’s trying to pull your pants down to your knees.

“Please please “ he whines against your lips, while pathetically stroking his clothed dick.

“You’re lucky I took the time to prep today, 8 minutes left, don’t disappoint me Angel” you say, gently biting at his earlobe before turning to the wall and leaning up against it

“Thank you sir thank you” he says, sounding almost as if suppressing a sob, quickly pulling his own pants down before using his spit slicked fingers to easily relax your tight ring of muscles

“7 minutes”

And god if he almost doesn’t sob when he finally slides in and feels your walls tightly clam onto him, mutters of thanks you tumbling past his lips as he erratically thrusts his hips.

“Come on sweetheart you were -ah were so eager to shove your cock into something don’t disappoint mmh- don’t disappoint me here” you say, just to tease, while doing your best to suppress any more noises from escaping your lips.

“M sorry im so sorry sir” he slurs out, feeling absolutely embarrassed at the fact that’s he’s already close to reaching his orgasm.

“4 ah- 4 minutes soap” you say in response while pumping your cock, slowly but surely feeling yourself tip closer to the edge.

“Please sir please” he sobs into your neck, fingers digging further into the fat of your hips.

“If I don’t get to cum you wont get to cum either am I making myself clear here?”

#alec answers #scribbles #this kind of happened by accident djdjdjdj #john soap mactavish #john soap mctavish x reader #john soap mactavish x male reader #bottom male reader #top male character #dom male reader #sub male character #soap x reader #soap x male reader #call of duty

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itgetsbetterproject · 10 days

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st1llwthyou · 5 months

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fandom ꕀ zb1

pairing ꕀ sung hanbin x afab!reader

applicable aus & genre ꕀ friends with benefits, smut

synopsis ꕀ drastic situations call for drastic measures — like babytrapping you, so you don’t leave him.

warnings & tags ꕀ language, toxic!hanbin, he’s possessive AND jealous, dom/sub dynamics, unprotected sex, rough sex, dirty talk, dumbification, dacryphilia, breeding kink, mentions of babytrapping, creampie — RATED E for explicit content.

word count ꕀ 703

notes ꕀ don’t read if it’s not your cup of tea :] see the warnings before proceeding. hello, btw~ it’s my first time around here 😳! enjoy ♡

thinking about fwb!hanbin who’s gotten a bit obsessed with you. so much so that he wants to babytrap you into staying with him…

He actually doesn’t remember how you guys got into this whole “friends with benefits” thing. Maybe because why or how he got here didn’t really matter to him. On the other hand, Hanbin can vividly recall being the happiest bitch on the planet while fucking you for the first time. It’s etched into his memory – the way you cried because it felt too good, your sweet pussy squeezing his cock, milking him dry.

And since then, Hanbin has found himself falling deeper and deeper into the rabbit hole of you. How the fuck could he not? When he’s seen you in the rawest, swollen lips crying about how big he is, glossy eyes looking at him like he’s your whole world.

Maybe that’s why Hanbin saw red while you laughed and put your hand on Euijoo’s shoulder. He noticed the way your glinting eyes travelled across his friend’s figure. All that did was make his chest feel uncomfortably tight, sirens going off in his head.

Mine, all mine.

Hanbin is in a frenzy, his hair sticking to his forehead, lips parted as he pounds into you. You’re babbling incoherent words, brain empty as he fucks you to oblivion. Your gummy walls are snug around his rock hard cock, pussy leaking copious amounts of your sweet juice. The wet sounds of your bodies meeting increase with each passing second.

Oh, the way he loves to see you like this.

“Tsk, can’t even utter a goddamn word properly. Am I fucking my baby dumb, hm?” His voice is gruff, lips quirking up in a satisfied smirk. “You know that I’m the only one who can do this to you, right? Fuck you so good with my cock that you forget how to talk?”

The way you nod your head while making the cutest noises makes him feel delirious. Tears have wet your temples, lips wet with drool. Fuck, he could literally knock you up right now and you’d just lay there, overstimulated and unaware.

The fleeting thought hits him like a ton of bricks. Hanbin can get you pregnant. Oh so conveniently, he’s doing you raw today because he was too impatient and forgot a condom. His cock twitches at the thought, his thrusts getting rougher.

He looks at you with his newfound goal in mind, eyes falling upon your beautiful breasts that jiggle and bounce around with each movement of his hips. Hanbin leans down to catch your left nipple in his mouth, earning a whiny cry from you. Your tits would be full of milk for his baby, he thinks, feeling his lower stomach tighten.

His gaze falls upon your belly bulge next, the outline of his cock pumping into you looking as pretty as ever. When you get all round with a baby inside your tummy, he won’t be able to see this anymore. Hanbin gently puts his left hand on your belly bulge, groaning curses as he feels the continuous movement of his cock inside you.

“Look at your cute, little pussy greedily devouring my cock. I bet it’s so hungry, if I give it my cum, will it be satisfied?” His words make you clench, legs tightening around his waist. Hanbin swears that’s his last straw. “Fuck, you’d love that, huh?”

He knows you’re probably not in your right mind — overstimulated and buzzing with pleasure, maybe thinking that he doesn’t mean it literally.

Except that he does. If he puts a baby inside you, you’ll have to stay with him, right?

He reaches for your swollen clit, eager to feel your walls clamping down onto him. You cry out his name, trembling as he rubs your sensitive bundle of nerves. Your over-sensitive body doesn’t take too long to convulse into waves of ecstasy again — triggering his own release.

Hanbin moans, pushing himself as deep as possible with one last thrust. He shakes and twitches, emptying his balls and painting your inner walls white. A deep satisfaction warms him up as he leans down to rest on top of you.

His arms wrap you up in a hug. He’s going to hold you like this for a long time, making sure that not a single drop of his seed is wasted.

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i need him biblically 🫠

thanks so much for reading ❤️‍🔥! hope you enjoyed it >.< (pls ignore typos or other mistakes, english is not my 1st language) ; i’d love to hear your thoughts about this! please reblog, comment, or even send me asks, feedback is very much appreciated!

psssst, my inbox is open for suggestions and hard hours 👀! please check this and feel free to drop by 🩷!

#taffy ⁂ hard thoughts.#taffy writes ⁂ zb1.#taffy writes ⁂ hanbin.#sung hanbin smut #zb1 smut #zb1 imagines #zb1 x reader #kpop smut #sung hanbin x reader #zerobaseone smut #kpop imagines #kpop scenarios #zb1 hard hours #hanbin smut #zb1 scenarios #zb1 hanbin #blegh i hate tagging 🥴 but how else am i supposed to reach audience

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dreamstatez · 4 months

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Stu Macher X F!Reader

summary: you haven't called stu all day because of an argument you had. you've been avoiding him, and stu is getting fed up.

warnings !!: slight angst, slight smut, degradation, cussing, begging & slight rough smut

word count: 533

I AM RUSTY. BE NICE TO ME 😭 (and lmk what I can improve).

𝗖𝗔𝗟𝗟 𝗠𝗘 𝗕𝗔𝗖𝗞 !? ♪

“Why didn't you call me back!? Why are you so obsessed with me!?”

Regina George - Mean girls

It was 3:24 pm. You were at home tidying your room and cleaning up the house. It was almost 24 hours since you've talked to Stu after the argument you two had. You tried to keep your mind off it for now. Soon you heard your phone ring. You picked up.

Y/N: “Yes?”

Stu: “Baby..can we talk-” You hung up. You certainly were not in the mood to hear from Stu and were obviously still salty. The phone rang again. This time you let it go to voicemail and you got a message from Stu.

Stu: “Baby…can you please pick up? I just wanna talk to you and apologize! I miss you so much” He sounded so whiny. You could almost hear his voice break. But you weren't gonna budge. Five minutes went by and he's calling again? Another message came in.

Stu: “Baby, I'm serious! Please can we talk?” You deleted the message and went back to cleaning. It seemed like Stus patience was a thread and it thinned every second. Another call came in after 3 minutes.

Stu: “Who the fuck do you think you are!? You think you can just sit around and not answer my fucking calls? Answer the fucking phone you dumb bitch.” Of course you deleted that one. Another one came in. 2 minutes later.

Stu: “I can show up to your fucking house and make you talk to me. Do you fucking want that!? Do I have to fucking break inside your fucking house to fucking talk to you?” Then immediately after a rock tapped your window. You went to see what caused it. And as soon as you peeked, you saw Stu.

He was standing right outside your house, below your window.

Stu: “You wanna come talk to me now!? Huh bitch? Get the fuck down here!” He yelled up to your window. And immediately you went downstairs to open the door. Stu was there waiting and invited himself in and went up to your room.

Y/N: “Wh- Stu! What the fuck-”

Stu: “You don't get to fucking speak! Shut the fuck up.” He closed the door and stood in front of you. “You are such a little fucking bitch, y'know that? Huh!? Come here..” He took you by the neck and roughly rubbed it. His other hand sliding up to grip your hair. He kissed you forcefully. Despite the roughness, you loved it. “I came here to apologize and you're gonna fucking let me.”

Stu took you by the neck and set you in a chair. He crouched down and put his hands on your thighs as he started talking to you.

Stu: “Baby. I'm so sorry. I never meant to hurt you okay baby? Will you talk to me now? I love you baby…I promise..I'm sorry.. please baby?” He looked up at you teary eyed and his voice breaking. “Baby..”

Y/N: “Fine..I forgive you.” Stu's face lit up immediately. He got up and hugged you. And kissed your cheek repeatedly.

Stu: “Fuck yes!” he giggled. “Can I take you out today? Should we go see a movie? Anything you want, baby..”

Y/N: “A movie is fine..”

[THE END. I GOT LAZY. 💀]

#stu macher angst #stu macher smut #stu macher #stu macher x reader #ghost face x reader smut #ghost face x reader #ghost face #scream1996 smut #scream x reader #scream1996x reader

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angelickks · 9 months

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Casual

2k+ - javier peña x fem! reader

summary: You don’t casually fuck your friends. Not even when they’re undressing you with their eyes alone, making you squeeze your thighs together hoping they won’t notice. But they always do.

warnings: this one’s a doozy bitches. hurt/comfort, angst, mentions of breakup and infidelity/male! ex, mentions of situationships scary ik, NSFW 18+, mdni, creampie, no use of protection - wrap it before you tap it, love confession, whiny javi, maybe not as important but reader smoking, this is my second time writing smut, lmk if i missed anything!!

notes: heavily inspired by the song what you heard by sonder, so i recommend listening while reading. this was written at 3 am. you’ve been warned boo. this idea was a lil corny but oh well, self indulging. enjoy, muah!

part two/ technical part 1

Your hands shake as your chapped lips are met with the plush of a cigarette filter. The Colombian humidity takes its toll as hot tears warm your cheeks further, it’s a sticky and cruel feeling as the temperature refuses to offer any reprieve. You take a long drag, trying to get a hold of yourself.

The night wasn’t supposed to go this way. It wasn’t supposed to hurt this much. You had known he was cheating, this followed by you emotionally checking out of the relationship. Only staying with him until you had found a place of your own, but here you were, crying and shaking on the sidewalk still in today’s work attire.

“Fuck,” you muttered, running a hand down the side of your face, ash falling from the cigarette. One more shaky drag.

“Go home agent,” As if your night couldn’t get even worse. You don’t even try to hide your emotions, too exhausted to care. “I can say the same to you, Peña,” you bit, not in any mood to be around him. He scoffed, as he usually does. Is it too much to be left alone? You think to yourself, ready to let another round of tears have at it. Javi's hand tugging you up by your upper arm is what pulls you out of your stupor, You go to smack his chest but he catches your hand, “Cut it out, I know you. Let’s go.” You jerk your arm out of his grip angrily, “Do you ever just fuck off?” you asked, now you’re furious. “And let you sit here and cry over that bitch? You’re so fuckin’ cute” He replied flatly, not showing any signs of relenting. “Fuck off” you spat, walking towards your car with wobbly legs. You should’ve known better when you felt the grip on your waist, or the body dangerously pressed up behind yours.

“You’re in no condition to drive, and that sorry fuck with only show up at your place asking for forgiveness. come t’my place.” As if you couldn’t be more enraged, him massaging the sides of your waist was what fucked you up royally. “Is this what you do to all of your colleagues agent? Wait till they’re all broken up and you fuck them?” You could feel him rolling his eyes at your jab, squeezing your sides in the process. “Ay, not typically. But you? You’re real special cariño.” Fucking typical, you’re close to ending him where he stands. “You don’t stop do you?” Detaching from his grip and turning to face him, “I’ve been fucked over all week, and you don’t even relent Javier. Just leave me the fuck alone.”

If you weren’t as irate as you are right now, you would’ve felt remorse for the stoned expression he put on to hide how he felt right now. Javier Peña could be as cold as he wanted to be but his eyes have never lied to you. Not even when he’s staring at you with half-lidded eyes and a prominent frown. You could tell that his tactics were just that, tactics. Tactics to hide how he truly felt. In all the years you knew Javi, you’re well aware that beneath it all, he cared. You knew it when he drove you home when you were drunk, when he spent many nights at the office with you because he didn’t want you on the streets so late at night. Even when you stayed at his apartment when you and your boyfriend fought. He can chalk it up to being a good friend or that you’re a DEA agent and that alone puts a target on your back, all he wants. Javier Peña is a man of many excuses, and excuses he always has, but you knew better.

You sighed, the tension in your shoulders beginning to ease. You uttered his name, making him look directly into your eyes, unintentionally making you feel small. “I’m tired” You heard him tsk at the response, “Come over then, you forgot your shit on my couch and I’m tired of it taking up space.” You rolled your eyes at his comment, “Fucker” you muttered, he snorted at the comment reaching up to tuck a piece of hair behind your ear. You offered him a sad smile, subtly leaning into his touch. “So pretty when you give in to me.” He smirked, aware of its double meaning. You slapped his chest, shaking your head disapprovingly. This strongly makes you resemble a peeved mother and it made him crack a small smile at the thought.

So maybe you two have fucked before you were in a relationship, casually. By casually, that meant more often than not, you were found wrapped in his sheets and arriving at work in the same car with matching marks over your necks. But it all had come to an end when you met your boyfriend, it didn’t take an idiot to know that Javier absolutely hated him. Yes, he was shitty and the sentiment was understandable, but it couldn’t be over casual fucking.

Sure, Javier gave your boyfriend shit every time he came by. Sure, he might’ve “drunkenly” punched him, while stone cold sober. You knew this because he was the one that drove you home after, perfectly fine and in a seemingly chipper mood without a scratch on him. But it wasn’t over you two. He wasn’t a colleague, but you wouldn’t call him a friend, you don’t casually fuck your friends.

You snuff the cigarette out with your heel after another long drag. You motion your head towards his car, you both move in unusual tandem. As if your minds already knew and moved in dysfunctional sync with each other .

“So you gonna tell me what happened? Or are you planning on being all fuckin’ sad over that asshole?” You chuckled weakly at his questioning, “I just moved into my new place right? He found my address through a close friend of mine and showed up to tell me he’s been fuckin’ her. I don’t think I could give a shit about him but that fuckin’ hurt Jav.” He shook his head angrily, trying to form words to comfort you but failed miserably. Javi didn’t trust what he was going to say, telling you that you didn’t deserve to be treated that way was an understatement. But he also couldn’t tell you that he would never treat you that way, so he settled for rubbing your back in silence.

He opened your door, hand falling onto your lower back for support, you settled in but he didn’t budge from where he stood. You both take a second to look at each other. Javi frowns as his eyes flicker over the tear streaks painting your cheeks. He’s grown so accustomed to that warmth your face holds when you look at him, even if you deny that it's there at all. Instead of warmth and trust, there’s utter exhaustion and physical evidence of hurt. It enraged him, a mixture of jealousy and hurt licked viciously at his heart. Jealous that someone had what he wanted most, someone so pathetically below what you could even begin to deserve, your time and love in a constant. But all the same hurt, because the last thing he’d ever have you feel with him, would be utter fucking heartache.

You, as always, watch his eyes. Watch the way they soften and harden, clearly deep in thought. You knew it was about your situation, causing you to look down in shame for bringing him into this situation. You don’t realize he’s made eye contact with you until he’s gently holding your chin in between his thumb and forefinger. “Don’t” He warns, voice barely a whisper “Don’t give me that look doll. Don’t you look at me like you’re a burden to me, you of all people should know that you’re not and you haven’t nearly come close to being one any time soon.”

You’re silent, aside from shakily sucking in a breath in a poor attempt to calm the way your heart is pounding in your chest. Your head drops, his hand moves to the back of your neck when you do, lightly massaging the area. You reach to pull at the end of the suit jacket you made fun of earlier today in passing, now much more interested in the way it hugged his figure perfectly. The jacket only accentuating the way his button up was a tad bit tight on him, hugging his soft middle and snugly fitting across the wide expanse of his shoulders, making it painfully obvious how broad he was. A broadness you were very familiar with. You slowly lift your head, watching as his eyes roam your figure. You’re plagued with the memories of just how wide Javi is, remembering the feeling of you gripping and clawing at his shoulders as he thrusted up into you. You remember every detail of how big he looked with your legs thrown over his shoulders, leaving bruises in the shape of his fingers on your thighs. You remember exactly how he fucked you in that position, he always loved the way you’d cry out for him. Cockdrunk and brazen when his cock deliciously grazed that spot deep within you. But you knew he loved when you laid pretty for him, as he set an agonizingly slow pace just to see how your face would twist in absolute pleasure.

You don’t casually fuck your friends.

Not even when they’re undressing you with their eyes alone, making you squeeze your thighs together hoping they won’t notice. But they always do.

The silence becomes suffocating all too fast. There’s no hiding anymore, not when you two are looking at each other like this. Not when he’s slotting his bottom lip between his teeth, and certainly not when you’re silently wishing it was your own. You both waited for what seemed like eternity for the other to break the silence, before you could, Javi beat you to it.

“Come over, honey”

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Your pathetic attempt at telling yourself that you dont casually fuck your friends is immediately thrown out the window when he’s moving at the pace he’s set now.

The hand pressing you down between your shoulder blades is firm, and so is the one roughly cupping your jaw. All while the man they belong to is drilling into you from behind, not a falter in his speed. The mixture of your moans and skin slapping fill the small apartment, your hair is sticking to your forehead as tears threaten to spill.

“Fuckin’ tight” you hear him grunt out. You can barely form words in this state, especially not when Javi’s thick fingers start to circle your clit. You mewl at the sensation, “Poor baby, been so long since you’ve been treated so well…” His voice trails, losing himself in the sensation of you clenching around him. He doesn’t even realize he’s lost it until he’s rutting into you, barely pulling himself out, chasing the feeling.

“Please…Jav”

You’re not sure what you’re begging for, but as always, he knows. But he’s not letting you up that easily, he needs to remind you what you’ve been missing for so long. “C’mon, tell me what y’want baby. Know you can do better than that.”

You mentally curse him, but in the end you always give him exactly what he asks for. “Please Javi, faster f’me. Please honey.” You plead, it takes everything in him not to cum in you at that moment. You knew how much Javi absolutely loved the nickname honey, it was something so domestic and soft that it was a stark contrast to how he had you now. When you two were the sad excuse of “casual,” the nickname made him think of something other than just sex. He could imagine life outside of it, and that’s what he was doing right now as he rut into you.The name drove him mad, and just like that he was putty in your hands. You gasp as his hands left your body, releasing a soft whimper at the loss of him when he pulled out of you. He picks you up, sliding your body onto his bed further before pulling you onto his lap.

With his back pressed against the headboard, you sat straddling his thighs dazed at the sudden position change. “You want faster cariño, you got it. Go ahead, show me how fast you want it.” With sticky thighs covered in your arousal you slide up and sink down onto his cock. He slips in with ease, his size still being quite a stretch even when you’re as wet as you are now. His hands find purchase on your hips, admiring the way your body glows under the sliver of moonlight that escapes past his curtains.

“Pretty when you’re sittin’ on my cock, mi vida”

You rock your hips at his words, throwing your head back at the sensation. “Missed you, missed this Jav” You confess hazily, you can practically feel his smirk as he runs his hands up and down your spine. “Give it to me then pretty, show me how much you miss me.”

You oblige, setting your pace, hands finding its home right back to his shoulders. Javi can’t help but whine at the feeling, face contorted in pleasure, the sight of you bouncing on his cock sending him into complete and utter bliss.

He wraps his arms tightly around your middle, melding you bodies impossibly closer, but not close enough. He’s practically moaning into your chest as he places wet kisses there, your whimpers spurring him on even more. You both don’t anticipate what happens next,

“Missed you s’much honey. Needed you for so fuckin’ long. You didn’t even know it. Went so long without feeling you, was a mess.” He blabbers, still placing kisses onto your hot skin.

“Didn’t even know I belonged to you. Always fuckin’ have, didn’t stop when y’were with that fuck either.” You can’t form a response, stuttering but seemingly not finding the words between the noises he was pulling out of you. Your pace falters at that, and he picks up where you left off with ease thrusting up into you with desperation. If even possible, both of your volumes increase, a tell-tale sign that you were both dangerously close. You watch as Javi hastily slips his thumb into his mouth, pulling it out with a light pop and pressing harsh circles to your puffy clit.

“Carajo, you gotta cum f’me honey. Fuck…please cum, need it so bad. Need it as bad as I need you. Please”

He can barely recognize his voice, raspy and desperate. But it spurs you on and in a matter of seconds you give him exactly what he’s pleading for. Your vision goes white as you release a lewd moan, your walls tighten just right. His thrusts grow messy, before you know it you can feel him pulsing in you, painting your insides with his cum.

You whimper as he milks you for a few seconds, panting breathlessly before he maneuvers you onto your back and slowly slips out. Both of your arousals dripping onto the sheets, you’re caught by surprise when you feel him collecting it with his fingers and lewdly shoving it back into you. “Prettiest thing i’ve ever seen…” he mutters, mostly to himself but you don’t miss it in your dazed state.

You watch sleepily as he moves gingerly to the bathroom, coming back minutes later with a towel to clean you up.

As you feel the cool towel gently moving across your thighs, you contemplate Javi’s confession. His words playing in your mind over and over again,

“Didn’t even know I belonged to you. Always fuckin’ have”

Those words haunted you when you stayed up all those nights ago. You weren't sure if you wished for it or denied it if you were hiding it or trying to push yourself into embracing it. Either way, your heart was pounding in your chest in your blissed out state.

He put the towel on his bedside table, moving to rest beside you slowly. He pulled your body towards him, and now you were facing each other engulfed in the darkness of his room. You reach out to lazily trace his features, adoring the curve of his nose and running your thumb across his cupid's bow. You gently place a kiss onto his lips, and he pulls you closer, licking your bottom lip in permission. You grant him access and revel in the way he tastes, always enjoying how it’s so distinctly him. He pulls away unwillingly letting you go back to tracing his face.

He sighs shakily, making you worry even in your sleepy state. “I did…mean those things. But don’t rush, please. Not for me, not for anyone. But know that I belong to you.” Your eyes flicker to his own, catching the raw emotion that paints them like a canvas. He’s warm and welcoming but you know he’s afraid, You place a kiss to the tip of his nose. He sighs, the action soothes him slightly.

“I’m yours Jav…always have been.“ It's all he's ever wanted, what he's needed over the last few months.

“Rest for me honey, I’ll be right here when you wake up. I can tell you everything you want to hear tomorrow, but you’re exhausted ” Always looking out, you thought humming at his response.

"I never apologized...but I am truly sorry. For it all Javier."

Such a sweet thing, he runs his thumb over your lips in a way to silently shush you. You place a soft kiss on it and he feels his heart skip a beat at the action.

"Sleep, tell me all about it tomorrow."

Casual is the last word used to describe the two of you wrapped up in each other, breaths mingling together that night.

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Can I join in wine night?

And can I have Adam again pls. For the love of god. I almost sent in Shin and Waka but Adam has me by the throat.

Adam. CNC. Just fucked stupid.

That’s how I want to be LOL.

😈😈😈

Fem bodied reader and she/her pronouns, cnc, literally just…yeah

You slammed the door open to your shared bedroom and quickly shut it behind you. Adam perks up from his spot on the bed, mask still on as he plays with the guitar strings on his slightly beaten instrument. He takes a slurp of his drink before finally addressing you.

“What’s up your ass, danger tits?”

If your eyes could shoot fire your bed and your lover would be in flames. You huff and kick off your shoes and crawl toward him on the bed. Adam places his guitar to the side and quirks an eyebrow as you get closer. There’s an intensity in your movements that leaves him uneasy but also slightly hard. You crawl over him, legs straddling his waist as he scoots farther back on the bed. “Ayo what the fuck?!”

You wrap a hand around his neck, choking him slightly but not enough for it to hurt. Your voice oozes with an intense lust. “You are going to take off your mask and then take off your clothes. I don’t wanna hear a goddamn word from you.” Adam rolls his eyes and rips off his mask, a pout forming on his lips. You growl and finish the job of undressing him. All the while he’s yelling and faintly pawing at you to let him do things himself. He smacks your hand away before you forcefully place it over his moist yet chapped lips.

You lean close, eyes raking over his bare chest before locking with his. “Not today, asshole. Today, we’re doing things my way and you are gonna shut up and let me fuck you.”

He bites at your palm and tries to push you off. “Fuck you bitch! I’m not doing that.”

You slap his cheek and aggressively kiss him, teeth clattering together as you force his mouth open with your tongue. “I don’t exactly give a fuck,” you whisper against his lips. In your other hand, a pair of handcuffs are open and then lock onto one of Adam’s wrists until both wrists are locked up and over his head. His arms struggle to move as he finally feels the cool metal around his naked wrists.

Adam spatters, “when the fuck did you cuff me? Do you know who the fuck I am?” You giggle to yourself and slowly roll down his boxers to free his now aching cock. It looks beautiful like this, a tint of red at the top from how turned on he is. The tip glistens from precum and you can’t wait to get it in your mouth. You lick your palm and gently grab his dick, feeling it twitch in your hand.

You slowly start to stroke it, watching the way his slit leaks as you mess with him. Adam writhes and struggles under your grip as you start to suck at his tip, not giving him what he wants. He’s nothing but a moaning and whiny mess under you. And you love it. “F-fuck,” he whimpers, he fucking whimpered, “just put it in your mouth!”

You release him and he groans, before yelping as you slap his taint. “And just for that I’m not sucking you off.” His head falls back as he arches his back off the bed. Adam bites his lip and groans louder. You then move to take off your panties, throwing them to the side as you move up his body, situation your cunt over his face. Your legs cradle his head and you lower yourself onto him. “Suck me off,” you command. He rolls his eyes and you grab his hair, forcing his head and tongue into your pussy. You grind your hips into his mouth, moaning wantonly as his tongue explores your insides. His nose is pressed against your clit and it sends you buzzing. You control him enough for him to finally eat you out like you deserve.

Your hips start to shake as you grind into him more, getting close to cumming. You can feel that Adam can’t breathe but you don’t care, you ride his face until you’re finally moaning his name and cumming hard. You release him and he coughs out, spitting a bit as you place your hands on his hips. You shimmy yourself, stopping briefly to collect your slick in your hand to use as lube for his cock, toward it.

You finally slam your hips down onto him, both of you moaning at the physical connection. Adam tries to drive his hips into yours as his toes curl. Your walls tighten around him as his cock twitches inside you. You lift your hips ever so slightly before slamming down onto his dick and finding a magical rhythm.

Adam practically cries at the way you ride him, wanting nothing more than to dig his fingers into your hips. His hands grip at the handcuffs and his legs wriggle uncontrollably. You feel so good on him, you’re tightening around him and he wants to cum so bad. He cries out, “fuck babe, you gotta let me cum. I’ve been good, right? Is it something you want? You want me to, fuck, write you a song? I’ll do anything just let me-“

“Shut,” you slam your hips down, “the fuck,” you moan breathily, “up.”

“Y-yes mommy.”

You move faster and faster, loving the blissed out look on his face, tongue lolled out to the side as you fuck him harder. The muscles in your legs ache from straddling his waist, but you know this is what he deserves. By this point, nothing coherent is leaving his lips; you can feel him leaking inside you knowing he’s already came. You want to break him, and you’re already there. His voice breaks with moaned cries, “p-please babe. I wanna cum again. Why haven’t you cum yet? Let me touch you! F-fuck you’re so pretty. I’m so-sorry, I’ll be a good boy I promise!”

That’s all you needed to hear.

You lean over and uncuff him, hushed praises leave his lips as he rubs his fingers on your clit. You shake above him, just as blissed out as he is as he finally starts to fuck up into you. Your legs and hips are sticky from sweat, pre, and your juices and it’s the best thing you’ve ever felt. Your hips stutter with him as you dig your nails into his chest as you cum hard with a shrill whimper.

Adam slams up into you one final time, having another dry orgasm as the two of you fall onto each other and the bed, panting heavily. The two of you are still connected when Adam sits up slightly.

“I,” he starts, “am never letting you do that again.”

You giggle and kiss his cheek. “Right, and I’ll just tell the angels you called me mommy.”

Adam is silent as he lays back in defeat. You egg him in further. “Just remember, next time it’s pegging.”

Inside you, you feel his dick twitch.

Wine night!

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