#i can’t lie i giggle everytime i see him
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honestly the only womaniser I’ll ever tolerate <3
#sengoku musou#samurai warriors#magoichi saika#i can’t lie i giggle everytime i see him#his charms unfortunately work on me
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older miguel x younger fem!reader pt.2 (smut 17+) pt.1 here
age gap! dark concept!
𖦹꙳࡛࣪⋕ ˚.✦ ⵢ₊˚.
It all spirals from that day. The day he’d finally got you, and you’d finally gotten him.
It’s endless moments together. Miguel volunteering to do anything that involves being alone with you. Getting you in his back seat, in his pool, in the batroom, in the locker room after volleyball practice. He’s part of you, permanently forged into your skin. He lingers all day, everyday – even if you only speak to hin through knowing glances or naughty texts.
One night in particular, things get kind of out of control.
You’d called him, whining and crying about how you wanted to see him, how you’d do anything to have him. To feel him.
And it’s mostly miguels fault for being a lesser man. Slipping through your bedroom window like a teenager, blushing as you giggle and whisper between kisses. He feels almost ridiculous, but he also feels like he’s in heaven. Where he’s always supposed to have been.
You’re face is pressed into the cat shaped rug on your floor, the fluffy material soft against into your cheek, muffling you groans and whines. He’s pounding yoh frlm behind, cock completely sheathed, hole sucking him in everytime his hips jerk or roll.
He’s close, so close – and despite your pleads for him to finish inside, he begins to warm himself internally that as soon as you finish again — he needs to pullout.
Until your pushing your self up, forcing him to fall flat on your hardwood floor, twisting on his cock, tiny hands pressing to his pecks.
You’re soaking, dripping around the base of his cock, coating his balls and your ass. It’s obscene, the noises, and they’re loud.
“It’s too loud” he hisses behind clenched teeth, trimmed nails digging into the meat of your hips, strength doing nothing to stop you from bouncing on him like a mad woman.
You whimper from above him, fingers toying with your own nipple, eyes rolling up to the ceiling, oblivious to miguel struggling below you.
You don’t care, you never have, it’s been miguel that’s worried — conjuring plans that make sure nobody catches you.
He doesn’t even breathe when it happens, his mind goes completely blank, eyes screwing shut tightly, he thinks he even dies for a moment. The feeling is so overwhelming it’s numbing, like his cock isn’t even attached to his body anymore.
You’re milking him for all he’s worth, gummy walls molding to his every vein and ridge, sucking him in, squeeging every last bit of his seed out.
It’s gushing out around the base of his cock, your tiny pussy unable to contain a load so big, dripping down his bals, staining your rug.
It’s miguel who almost gets you caught, practically throwing you off with a worried scowl, prompting you to yelp out in surprise, stumbling over your words as you watch him get dressed with fevor.
The next moments are a blur.
You’re dad pounding your door, the hinges shuttering, knob shaking jerking as he tries to get in.
“Honey is something wrong!?” He shouts, voice dripping witch concern.
It makes miguel frown, nails digging into his palm, anxious as you get dressed, winking at him over your shoulder.
“Everythings fine dad i just tripped on something” you lie, peering at your father through a crack in your door, smiling weakly. Your legs shake with anxiety, miguels cum pouring from your cunt, lacey panties doing nothing to help stop a stain from forming through your shorts at your crotch.
Your father hums, and miguel can’t really hear the rest, untill he bids you goodnight and you close the door, waiting a few seconds before you twist the lock back into place.
“I’ll buy you the plan b pill tomorrow morning when we go for break-“
Your lips press to his sweetly, lashes fluttering, pretty feautures glowing as if you were an angel.
“Im on the pill mi amor, and besides don’t you think it’ll be hard for anything to happen – you are on old man remember?” You joke.
Miguel shrugs quietly, and you go about your night as you usually do, him staying just a bit to bid you goodbye after you shower – letting you know he’ll be by after your father leaves for work.
What miguel doesn’t know, is the way you craddle the soft skin of your tummy in your palms, gazing at yourself in the mirror, pondering.
What would it take to make miguel yours forever?
𖦹꙳࡛࣪⋕ ˚.✦ ⵢ₊˚. severely unedited!
tl; @whatthesprucedude @livingwithinyou @04oyaoyaoya01 @cheifqueef075 @gardentoolforcevans @valslays755 @namjooningera @scxrluxxie @xstormshadowx @xentualzzz @rubbersould1 @cavvedinn
#miguel o'hara smut#miguel spiderman#spiderman smut#seeing it bc of the smut!#miguel smut#across the spider verse spoilers#spidey#fanfic smut
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im thinking about cheol and a ballerina gf ;-;🎀idk what it is abt cheol and coquettish gf but 😫!!!!
no let me tell you this man is about to be so obsessed over you.
he ALWAYS makes sure to attend all of your shows that too in the front row and no matter how many times,he always watches you with an awe. brags it to all his friends and lure them into watching your shows too.
“seungkwan you really need to see y/ns show she’s really- Y/N !” he rushes to you who just entered to his shared dorm with the boys giving you a head kiss
“y/n..this guy..all he talks about is you god just take him away” seungkwan shouts in a jokingly annoying tone with vernon nodding.
“really ?” you shot a look at cheol laughing
“they’re just jealous” seungcheol mumbles and proceeds to hug you.
“he’s so over y/n” vernon whispers with a giggle.
he’s so over you. he can never take his eyes off you on your pretty dress. he loves to help you with the ribbons and makes sure everything is right so you don’t end up hurting yourself.
and everytime you come home after a show he never fails to pepper you with all love and care. he is always ready with a warm shower just ready for you with your favourite bath bombs so you can relax with all your favourite foods ready. and when you complain about how your legs ache so much from all the performances he forces you to lie down on the bed so he could massage them for you while listening to all your rants and stories with a fonding smile because ‘anything for his girl’
“cheol..are you even listening ?”
“i wish..but you were so mesmerising today..i can’t believe you’re all mine..” you swear you could cry of how much he praises you,all the time.
and during the days you feel so overwhelmed by everything,he’s there. just like he always is.
“i’m sorry its- its just..it feels so overwhelming cheol” you sniff onto his already wet shirt and he pulls you closer,closer to his heart.
“y/n..my love..i get it that its your passion and your escape but honey when it gets too much you need to take a pause..give yourself some rest..hm ? don’t make yourself hate it or you,don’t push yourself.”
you nod whispering a thank you snuggling in closer. and you both stay there just like that for good few minutes.
“hey y/n ?” you look up to meet his eyes.
“i’m really..really proud of you and i mean it..” he sniffs your hair and places a kiss over it.
“i love you cheol” you place a soft kiss on the corner of his lips and the tiredness takes over you,you fall asleep.
“and i’ll always love you more” a kiss on your forehead and cuddles you in.
note : i really can’t take out caring bf cheol who is proud of his partner no matter what they do. he just wants them to be happy and comfortable 🎀:( I WANT HIM😭😭
#seventeen#svt imagines#svt x reader#svt fluff#scoups#scoups fanfic#scoups x reader#svt seungcheol#seventeen seungcheol#seungcheol fluff#scoups fluff#seventeen fluff
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can u please do a "youre not john bs girlfriend but.." to complete the trinity 🙏
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you’re not john b’s girlfriend but…
he still repeatedly tells you “no, you’re not coming with us today. i — i told you it’s too dangerous and if anything happens to you i will quite literally never forgive myself. just stay home, okay? i’ll see you later i swear.” only for you to show up anyways, the boy grumpily tugging you about and reprimanding you when you trip or get hurt because he told you so. despite everything, he’ll sigh and wipe up your cuts and scrapes, pressing a bandaid on it and tell you you’re a ‘good girl’ for sitting still.
he still stares at you with the biggest brown puppy dog eyes when you’re laying on his board in the gentle waves, your eyes closed as you bask in the sun. he holds the board steady, standing beside it in the water making sure you don’t float adrift, thinking about how you’re the prettiest girl he’s ever seen.
he’s still constantly offering you his portion of food if he thinks you haven’t eaten, telling you he doesn’t need it and he’s used to going hungry so he doesn’t mind. you get him to compromise by letting you feed him fries, giggling adorably and giving him an excuse to sit all close with you, which he doesn’t mind at all.
he still kisses your forehead and wipes your tears away everytime you cry, making you feel super guilty because you just can’t stand his worrying. he gets all puppy dog eyed, brow creasing as he watches you quietly, brain wracking with ideas on how he can make it all better.
he still lets you sit on his lap as he looks over maps, because of course there’s only one chair, duh — you’re being as helpful as you can — until of course you get bored, giggling and walking your fingers across the map like a person, making him bat your hand away distractedly as he continues reading quietly to himself out loud from a ripped out page he was studying. his serious attitude is a turn on, you won’t lie — but you must be careful! press your ass back against his crotch a few more times and he’ll turn you around and have you hump him then and there, chuckling teasingly when you cum in your panties, making a few jokey comments before going straight back to work.
he still lets you nap against his arm as he plays on the playstation at the chateau, a rare night when the group aren’t running around like headless chickens. he wears his hoodie and his cap, all warm and relaxed and just so easy to snuggle up to. you’d asked him if you could stay the night, not wanting to face your home just yet and ended up falling asleep on him, listening to him quietly hum in that smooth voice of his, thumbs moving against the joysticks.
he still teaches you how to fish, letting you lean back against his chest with his hands over yours on the rod— teasing you and telling you that the reason no fish are coming along is somehow your fault, just to hear you get all bratty and defend yourself because he thinks it’s cute.
he still always gets caught looking at your ass, but you’re so used to it that neither of you even say anything anymore.
he still lets you suck on his tongue when the two of you are bored and can’t sleep, giggling against each others mouths in the dark until it’s suddenly serious and his head is between your thighs making you cum.
he still gently scoops you up in his strong arms when he finds you sleeping in the hammock alone outside in the dark after you had a disagreement over something stupid like maps. “cant sleep out here, bub. skeeters.” he complains quietly to no one as he carries your sleeping body inside.
you’re not john b’s girlfriend, but he wishes you were.
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Can you write a ANDREI IOSIVAS fic just cuddling with him or something
My Girl - Andrei iosivas
Summary: Andrei is new to the nfl, just fresh out of college and just having his NFL debut recently, his birthday turns out to be his greatest day in his personal life and his career ever.
A/n: YES YES A MILLION TIMES YES
girl everytime i go to write this HE DOES SMTH AMAZING
babe got his FIRST CAREER TOUCHDOWN WOOOO happy birthday yosh!
y/n, regrettably has not been able to make it to a single bengals game this season. Her long term boyfriend, andre iosivas, was a rookie in the nfl, but y/n herself was finishing up nursing school and she’s just been to busy.
with andreis bitrthday being today, his only wish, which he never voiced to y/n (knowing her busy schedule, he hated being a bother because of his own silly wants), was for y/n to make it to his game.
he met y/n in hawaii while she was on vacation with her family. he worked up the courage to ask the beautiful girl for her number and she thankfully said yes. they did long distance for awhile until both decided to go to princeton. the first time they saw eachother was the most magical moment.
when andrei woke up this morning, y/n had her books and papers spread all across the kitchen table with her head in her hands. she wore her hair in a messy bun, one of andreis hoodies hugging her body as she frustratingly typed on her computer. “how long have you been up beautiful?”
he wraps his arms around her neck as he stands behind her. “four” she said yawning, which wasn’t a total lie.
andrei sighed, kissing her cheek. “i’m sorry love, your gonna ace this exam though” he promised, smiling at his lover. little did he know, y/n took her exam a week ago, getting permission to take it early. “i’m sorry i can’t come to your game today drei” she said, standing up to hug him. “happy birthday though” she whispered, making sure he knew she didn’t forget. he giggled, holding her hips. “thank you sweetheart” he kissed her forehead and spun her around “and don’t worry about the game, you study your butt off and i’ll help you study tomorrow. you’ve got this my sweet girl”
andrei got himself ready and left as y/n held the door open and watched him leave. she said her byes and shut the door. y/n then ran to the kitchen and cleaned up her props, throwing them in the closet. she took off andreis hoodie to reveal the fresh iosivas jersey that was underneath. she quickly got ready with excitement in her eyes. the first game of the season that she can see, sadly, is the sixth one. the bengals have not been doing to hot recently, but y/ns support never waivers
she could not wait to see the smile on andreis face as she drove to the stadium. she practically ran into the stadium to sit down. she sat directly in the front, leaning down and cheering as she watched the game.
when she saw joe scrambling to find a person to throw the ball to, that’s when she saw andrei. she yelled so happily as the ball was thrown down the field and turned into andreis first career touchdown. y/n screamed at the top of her lungs as she jumped up and down. happier than anything.
she watched as her face appeared on the jumbo tron. she also watched as in the excitement, andrei looks towards the jumbo tron and his whole face changes. his neck snaps towards the seats as he searches for her. and once their eyes met he ran as fast as he could. “happy birthday!” she screamed, his smile was the greatest gift even if it wasn’t y/ns birthday.
“You suck!” he giggled, handing her the game ball. “your kidding!” “gotta go love!” andrei ran back to the field and y/n couldn’t be happier.
after the game, y/n waited patiently as andrei sprinted at out the locker room in a record breaking 20 minutes. and as he saw y/n standing with a gift and the game ball in hand he tackled her into the biggest hug she’s ever received. “i love you a thousand times over” he whispered, swaying back and forth. “best birthday ever” he added, kissing her passionately.
after the kiss, y/n handed him the gift. “y/n, you are gift enough” he said, still standing in the middle of the facility not knowing which reporters are watching and recording their every move but andrei didn’t even think twice, his excitement was too overwhelming to care who watched.
y/n shook her head and watched as he ripped apart the packaging and opened a glass incased orange and yellow hibiscus flower. the flower was wilted, and the glass read the date of their meeting. “i got it incased in glass a year after we met when we were still long distance and i was waiting for the right moment to give it to you” she waited six years to give him this gift.
“you waited six years?”
“i wanted it to have value. eventually i had forgotten, and the other day while i was coming up with this plan i had found it, and figured this birthday was a better time than any to gift you this gift” andrei had tears in his eyes
this gift, the flower, was the flower he gave her the day they met. hand picked, and handed straight to her along with a request for her number.
his first career touchdown, his girl finishing her test early and cutting all school work for the next two days just to be with him, and the best gift he could ever receive. it created his dream.
andrei quickly drove the two home, practically running inside with his girl in his arms. “my girl,” he breaths, laying her on the couch and jumping on top of her. he burrows his face into her shoulder and lays there “this is the only thing i’ll be doing for the next two days” he speaks into her neck and just lays there
“my girl” he breaths again, “being married to you will be the greatest thing in the world” y/n holds her birthday boy in her arms. “my beautiful beautiful girl”
#andrei iosivas#andreil#nfl fluff#nfl fic#nfl players#nflying#nfledit#nfl fan fic#nfl imagine#nfl lb#nfl vlog#nfl#nfl football#nfl videos#football#joe burrow#cincinnati bengals#sam hubbard#jamarr chase#even mcpherson
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hi! i saw ur requests is open, can i req for a dk x male reader where the reader is shy and gets embarrassed easily, but with dk he can be himself and at first glance they seem like opposite but they're both pretty loud and chaotic together? thnks !!
hi anon!! im sorry to inform you but i’m not really good at writing for male readers yet ㅤ｡°(°.◜ᯅ◝°)°｡ so i hope you’ll like it even though it’s a G/N fic (╥﹏╥)
COME INSIDE OF MY HEART, If your looking for answers! ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚
Lee Seokmin x GN!reader
Playing: Come Inside Of My Heart by IV of Spades !
summary: running out of social battery but Seokmin will always be the charger <3
warnings: none!
word count: 0.5k!
(not proof read)
‘what should i do?’ You kept questioning yourself. You were so nervous, you didn’t know what to do or what are you even doing.
You wanted to leave really bad. But you decided to stay back just for Seokmin<3. You guys were at his company dinner, he had invited you as his plus one.
But now you were contemplating wether or not you should’ve just stayed at home. You can’t lie though, everyone looked lovely! it was just that you didn’t know how to start a conversation with the kind people ( ꩜ ᯅ ꩜;)
You had heard here and there that you and Seokmin were like the polar opposites! You were shy, timid and gentle. Whereas Seokmin was loud, energetic and fearless!
They didn’t say it in a bad way though, they thought it was cute! everyone can see how you’re the one who makes him stay grounded.
And after an hour or two, you and your boyfriend had grown tired after the dinner and decided it was time to head home.
While hand in hand with Seokmin heading to your car, he asked you “So, how was the dinner?”
With a small sigh you answered “it was fine, everyone was nice!” Swinging his hand in the process. He hummed to your answer.
After walking for a while, the two of you had finally arrived to your car. And of course Seokmin had to open your door for you ૮ ˶´ ᵕˋ ˶ა
He turned on the engine and turned every setting on with one hand and the other hand on your thigh. When the radio turned on, he started humming to the song.
And when the chorus of the song was heard, you joined in with him! It was you and Seokmin’s favourite song, the song that played on your first date with Him.
Singing and Dancing with him really brought out your real personality with him, he was the only one who truly understood you <3
Carpooling with Him had always been your favourite hobby with him, everytime you two were bored you would always take a drive around town and sing your favourite songs with him.
But not all moments lasts forever so by the time you had arrived home, He had gotten out of his car seat and ran straight to your car door.
But unfortunately for him, he was a bit late and you had opened the door yourself ᯣ_ᯣ
You laughed along with him but when it had died down he carried you bridal style and walked both of you to the house you shared.
After unlocking the door with you still in his arms, you continued with your little actions of kicking the air and giggling into his chest.
while he was locking the door, you could’ve sworn you saw a glimpse of his pearly whites showing, a bright smile looking over you. You died down with the kicking and laughing, and with that you looked at him fully.
With one hand, you held his face. Caressing his soft cheeks and running a finger across his lips, you smiled in adoration.
With you still in his arms, he walked you both to your bedroom. Your hand still on his cheek and his eyes still locked on you. The smile you had always loved to see, still visible.
He really does bring out the real you. And you couldn’t be more grateful to have someone like Lee Seokmin.♡
a/n: Reblogs, shares and likes are appreciated <3
#seventeen headcanons#seventeen imagines#seventeen reactions#seventeen fanfic#lee seokmin x reader#lee seokmin x you#dk x y/n#dk x reader#dk x you#dokyeom x y/n#dokyeom x you#dokyeom x reader#dokyeom fanfic#dokyeom fluff#lee seokmin fluff
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hi i saw you are taking requests! <3 can u do svt reacts to s/o pretending to dodge their kisses 🤭
personal note; i think i’m doing DLIS in age order for the most part. kinda wanna do shua last before the final jeonghan. also idk if reactions are strictly supposed to be like dialogue written like a fic excerpt not the author talking typa shit but i already typed this all up so m sorry ♡
cheol
↳ pouty but also tilts his head a bit, staring you down, making you rethink what you just did. so you go to kiss him fr and he leans back to dodge you this time with a raised eyebrow. "you did this to yourself. don't be mean to me, baby." he stays like that for a bit as you protest (“you do that kinda thing with me all the time!”) but his dimples give in and you’re suddenly engulfed in his arms and kisses (“do you think i’m too mean, y/n? be honest. i’m only mean because it’s funny.” you love it, but you can’t tell him that so you grumble and keep kissing him. he knows your answer.)
jeonghan
↳ scoffs but isn't as unforgiving as cheol. kisses you everywhere but your lips and does that "ha ha ha ha" giggle everytime you whine and try to get him on your mouth. “where’s the fun in that, angel?” but he likes a brat, so you give him, “aren’t you supposed to be the angel, mr. cheonsa?” a darker, drier chuckle than earlier when his lips are finally on yours, but it’s just held contact. no kissing. you’re excited for his response. “wonwoo wanted the nickname, actually. i had to have something sweet in me so i was born on the lucky day. don’t let it fool you.”
shua
↳ laughs in the moment as you end up kissing him. all seems fine but he saves the thought for later. you're about to have his dick in you but when it should be it isn't. "i can see why you pulled that stunt earlier. it's fun, isn't it? and to think you haven't even said sorry yet." no protesting with joshua, you forgot, mouth opening to talk back but you’re met with a glare and figure it’s better not to piss him off. he wasn’t even angry, this was just him being a hot little shit.
junhui
↳ kind of imagining him in the know thyself gose when seungkwan yells at him and he just sits there open mouthed going YAH. you would just giggle at him and say something about how cute he is when he's mad, giving him his kiss. when you parted, you watched him blink slow enough for the wide smile he had before his eyes shut to close into a smirk as they reopened. “xiǎoshǎguā. we both know i always get my way in the end.”
hoshi
↳ baby kitty eyes when he doesn't feel your lips on his. also in pout but in the way he was when mingyu locked him up uring dont lie 2. that only lasts for like a second though becuase he immedietly just goes for it again by holding your face this time. baby kitty turns into sexy tiger, mouth trailing a lil further to the side, a lil further up until he can growl (this bitch) and have you feel it in your cunt. “i like it better when i play with you. what do you think?” no room to answer. you make out for twenty minutes.
wonwoo
↳ i don’t think u’d get the chance to do that. he will always steady you with a big hand firm on your neck, teasing your hair, thumb on your cheekbone. i think wonwoo is much more clueless and giggly and silly than most ppl who think he’s super quiet n mysterious (he WANTS to be mysterious it’s so endearing) think so while you’re trying to dodge he just thinks the position is uncomfortable and keeps his eyes closed, pressing further into your face. “are you doing that on purpose?” he acts like he’s just discovered the worlds greatest mystery. and you let him have it, because it’s wonwoo.
woozi
↳ lets you pull away, thinks you’re seriously not into it until he sees your failed attempt at hiding a smile and he brushes your hair out of your face. “what was that for, being annoying? i wanna kiss you, babe.” you look away, feeling the tiniest bit of guilt because how did he sound so in love? why was he a secret master of manipulation? was this from all the nights he spent writing the loveliest of lovesongs? “just wanted to see what you’d do,” you admit. he likes the honesty. “that’s a weird game to play. wouldn’t you rather just kiss me?” (BABY, YOU KNOW WITHOUT YOU IM SO LONELY)
dokyeom
↳ genuinely confused and it’s just too adorable so you relish his big eyes and shut him up with a kiss before he can question the rejection. this earns a big smile from him, interwining your hands as he speaks: “feeling playful today, hm? i can do that too, baby.” that means as you make out you repeatedly feel a hand brush closer and closer to your inner thigh, an overexaggerated sigh from the boy (laced with a giggle because he can’t take himself seriously) and eventual sex full of you making fun of him. (“all i did was not kiss back! you’re just passive aggressive, seokmin.”)
mingyu
↳ makes that like disgusted pout face if you guys know what i’m talking abt. you laugh and lean back in to kiss him but he crosses his arms and turns his face without saying anything. you know he’s not really mad, he’s just a huge fan of short and sweet kisses, the domestic kind throughout the day, so it hurt a bit. mingyu is a tiny bit of a people pleaser so all it takes is for you to sneak yourself under his folded arms and plant a kiss to his neck for him to comfortably wrap himself around you and kiss your forehead. “i love you,” is really all you have to say to bring him back. “i love you more.” he’s so husband.
minghao 🥳
↳ not a fan. i’m back with the minghao-craves-attention agenda. doesn’t want to actually talk abt how it hurts his ego so he rolls his eyes and walks to your bedroom. you follow him, a bit worried (he’s not toxic, just cherishes his time with you above all else so he finds this kind of thing a waste of it) but he warmly greets you with a closed-lip grin, sat on the bed. you take your chances and walk towards him, kneeling on the floor so you’re under his gaze. a finger lifts up your chin, affirming your eyes on his. “we can deal with the kiss later, love. make it up for me?”
seungkwan
↳ "that’s not fair. i always kiss you back! i do more than just kiss you! i barely initiate kisses! you know how much thinking i had to do to do that just now?” he has the most serious expression on his face, so for his sake, you stifle a laugh. not very well, though, because he follows with “you’re laughing? i’m pouring my entire heart out!” “okay, kwannie, my turn to give you my heart.” “that’s not what i-” he’s cut off with a chaste kiss, you pulling away because you know he’s a bit flush but he returns his frustrated face and tilts his head to the side (a habit of his) before pulling you onto his lap. “you don’t deserve this.”
vernon
↳ furrowed eyebrows. thinks it’s the wind (????) so he tries again but the corners of your lips have lifted and you’re dodging his lips again. he tries a third time, earning the same turn of your head, but he’s quick to get ahold of your jaw while your giggles turn into something like shock, surprise, interest. his lips near your ear, leaning in for the heat of his breath to send a chill down your spine. “what the fuck’s up with that?” then he’s pulling away, making a face you’d usually snap a picture of and save as a vernon_funny_reaction.jpg file, except that was so hot and his eyebrows are suddenly raised, his lips are stretched wide, and his eyes are squinted. you fuck in a bit.
chan
↳ he’s used to this kinda teasing, he’s learned to handle it by playing it off as a joke. at the same time, he knows he’s showered with love after the bullying from his members, so he expects the same from you. his index and thumb go up to tug at his earlobe, a chorus of “yeah, whatever. no, that’s fine by me!” picked out from your laugh. “i just thought it’d be funny, channie. let me kiss you for real.” “no! trust me, i’m fine! i think you’re the one who wants to be kissed. desperate much? i’m absolutely okay.” but you know what makes him happy, praise from an oh-so genuine voice that puts his eyes through the phases of the moon. “yes, chan, i do want to be kissed by the best kisser in the universe.” he wants to do a bit more than kiss, wants to be a bit more than the best kisser in the universe, but he’ll take it. for now.
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hii! if u arent taking requests pls ignore this <33 || I was wondering if you could make an enhypen ot7 reaction to their s/o having a belly button piercing? but they have for like a while without them noticing lol. and like if they used rlly pretty jewelerry for it? example: https://pin.it/762QJyc
Enhypen x Reader ♡
ωнєη тнєιя ѕ/σ нαѕ α вєℓℓу вυттση ριєяɕιηց ♥︎
🄶🄴🄽🅁🄴: 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿, 𝖼𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗄 ᰔ
“𝘉𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘢𝘱𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦, 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘵. 𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘦, 𝘪 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘦𝘦. 𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘦. 𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘦."
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ஐ H⃨e⃨e⃨s⃨e⃨u⃨n⃨g⃨ -
Hee finds out about your belly button piercing while you guys were snuggling on your shared sofa
He was patting your tummy as usual, caressing your soft skin with his thumbs until his fingers brush past the cool metal of an ornament.
He tries to figure it out by touch but when he can’t, a curious hee gets up and lifts your sweatshirt upwards to check what he previously discovered.
Initially he’s so shocked like o.o but it would be a lie to say that part of him wasn’t thrilled ;))
“Y/n…😧😳 is it a fake piercing baby???”
“Noo my love. It’s real. See?” You assure, showing him the way you put the ornament through the pierced hole.
“Ouch ouch..does that hurt?” He brushes aside your fingers and literally tries to blow on your belly button bc he thinks it will ease your pain.
When you reassure him it doesn’t hurt, that’s a whole different story!😉 shy giggles, rosy cheeks and eyes lit up with excitement. Boy literally goes “😍🤩🥺”
Kisses your piercing nonstopnonstop 💋 and grins when you whine that it tickles !!
Begs you to wear crop tops all the time so he never misses out on this eye candy! 😳 I mean, this baby is SOO whipped >.<
ꕤ J⃨a⃨y⃨
Jay notices your belly button piercing when you come out of the shower. Your body was partly covered and your shining jewelry under the light instantly catches his attention.
He looks at you with wide eyes but chuckles almost immediately
Caresses your tummy as soon as you lay down and showers you with compliments <3
“Wow baby🤩 you look so cool, my girl😏”
Your confident hype man who will urge you to wear clothes that will reveal your piercing cause according to him, you “slay” this look totally😌💯
He’s the one who buys you ornaments from now on and loves to make you wear them infront of him <3 so attentive and gifts the most stylish accessories on the market ;)
Safe to say that jay will lay on your cute tummy a little more than usual from now on <33
♡ J⃨a⃨k⃨e⃨
It’s really impossible to hide your piercing from Jake because he’s such an observant boyfie that he notices it almost immediately!!
Boy is the literal definition of heart eyes “😍”
Practically whines about WHY you didn’t show it to him earlier >.<
“Babyy..why did you hide such a treasure from me?? Hmm?? >~<“ *puppy mode activated*
Finds it extremely sexy though ;)
And has a few kinky ideas istg
Jake loves to play with your jewelry that you wear on your piercing and he’s another one who buys you his favourite type of ornaments <3
a literal kissing machine and will just go mwuah mwuah mwuah everytime he sees you now 🥺😚
babyboy will literally roll on the floor from disappointment if you wear something that covers your piercing 😒 until obviously you change and he goes from :( to 🥰
there is no chance of him being extra clingy after your new glowup BECAUSE he’s already the most affectionate and loving man on earth who’s all over you 25/8 <333
☻︎ S⃨u⃨n⃨g⃨h⃨o⃨o⃨n⃨
Ok so this dummy doesn’t notice until you like point it out to him 🙄
Not cause he doesn’t look at you much (he is looking at you all the time you’re not watching) but cause a belly button piercing is so unlike you
He remembers how you whined about the pain after your cartilage piercing so he wasn’t expecting that…
Laughs nervously and raises an eye brow 🤨 and goes like :
“Babe.. you serious? 😶”
And then he obviously touches it in feather light strokes as if he cannot believe it’s real.
“Why..don’t you like it?:/“
“No that’s not the case.” He debates, his shocked expression from earlier turned into an evil grin. 🤫
He tosses you around with his hands still busied with your stomach and buries his head in the crook of your neck before hissing against your skin softly:
“Do you want me to perhaps show you how much I love it?”
Ahem ahem rest is history 😉💋
Sunghoon will ask you to reveal your pretty piercing infront of him all the time but forbid you from doing so outside very frequently cause he’s definitely the possessive cutie! <3
ஐ S⃨u⃨n⃨o⃨o⃨
Aight no this boy is so dramatic ✨
and it’s partly because he’s upset you didn’t show him earlier and partly cause he’s so amazed (in the good way ;) )
Genuinely concerned and keeps asking you if it hurts and has healed yet or not
Very blushy boy ☺️ but he’s like truly overwhelmed and finds it beautiful
Praises you 2x “wow you’re so cool y/n 🤩” “why didn’t I notice this beautiful thing earlier??😍😩”
Asks you all sorts of questions cause he’s so curious - “did it hurt a lot when you got the piercing?” “When did you get it and how did it feel?” “Does it take a long time to heal?” and what not. (Caring and enthusiastic boyfriend kim sunoo🥺)
Insists that he puts on the jewelry for you because he finds it so fascinating!!
You will earn the brightest giggle from him and the sweetest smile because trust me, he’s so genuinely impressed and a low-key simp!!! ;) <3
♥︎ J⃨u⃨n⃨g⃨w⃨o⃨n⃨
Another very observant boyfriend but a silent one
Notices it beforehand but waits for you to show it to him
Also needs a little bit of practice to hide his obvious rosy cheeks 😳 cause uhm someone’s in love ;)
Internally ✨whipped✨ for your piercing but won’t ever tell you so
Very smileyyyy boyyy☺️
When you show him he just nods and compliments you that you look good! When in reality he just wanted to blurt out how it’s doing him mental damage and he’s so in love w it >.<
Subconsciously caresses your tummy a lot🥺 and the metal accessory
The only way you know that he really likes it is when you pull pranks on him ;) and text him like:
“I think I’m gonna close my piercing won :(( I don’t think it looks good.”
“NOO, why??? It looks really good..Hmm.”
“That means you like it??☺️”
“Nah”
“I love it😳”
Okay now that your threat worked, you’re gonna find him wrapping his arm around your stomach in his sleep cause even in his sleep, he wants to feel that your pretty piercing is there ! 🥺 <3
ꕤ N⃨i⃨ k⃨i⃨
This boy finds it REALLY COOL !!
When you first show him he goes “wwwoaaahh!😳🤩😍” then starts laughing
Immediately runs over to scan the entire thing, how it’s pierced, what you’re wearing and blah blah
Probably loves it way more than you do ;)
Cause I feel like he might have a thing for the cool goth anime girl vibe !!!!
Will take so many mirror selfies with you, ones where your piercing is showing and y’all wearing matching black, sketchy cropped jackets 🤩 (totally like the cool couples)
Definitely the type to fall in love with you more after the piercing ;) (if that was possible cause he already loves you the most)
Good for you that you got the piercing cause now, your tummy is like his new favourite playing spot! 🥺
Loves to tickle your accessory with his lips 👄 to make you chuckle that is the favourite music to his ears <3
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The one time Eddie goes to the barber shop
Dad!Eddie x mom!reader
Dad!Eddie masterlist!
I can’t remember who I talked about this with but just know it’s not my full idea and I did talk with someone about this!!
Eddie rarely went to the barber shop…correction he never went to the barber shop, when he was younger he’d give himself haircuts, when he moved in with Wayne, Wayne cut his hair and when you two got together you took over.
Needless to say, Eddie has never been to a barber shop, well he has but not recently, not since he’s grown his hair out which has probably been what, 13 years now? If not more.
So of course when he was going for a job interview he thought might as well and without telling you, he booked an appointment, and poor Eddie he’s never had to tell a barber that he just wants his ends tipped, and ends up walking out with incredibly short hair.
The minute he sees a pay phone he’s farting over to it as he inserts his pocket change.
“Hello?” Your voice is soft coming from the other side of the line.
“Baby I just cut off all my hair…”
“What?” He hears something clatter to the floor and he’s pretty sure it’s Lucy’s sippy cup.
“Baby it was an accident I went to a barber”
You let out a huff, “alright just get back home”
And when he’s home you can say that he certainly looks different. All his pretty curls are gone and you both hate it, he doesn’t look bad in fact he looks great but you miss the familiarity you find in that one little curl you’d always twirl around your finger when you’d dance together in the living room.
When little Lucille toddles in on her chunky legs you hear her cup drop to the floor a shrill shriek coming from her as she runs to you.
She practically screams blooded murder when Eddie reaches out to comfort her.
“Honey it’s daddy” you can hear the sorrow in his voice as Lucille vehemently shakes her head holding tightly onto you.
“Sweetheart look it’s dada” you place your hand on Eddie’s face trying to show her that even if this wasn’t her dad he was at least docile.
After a long four hours of Lucy pulling away from Eddie everytime he looked at her she’d finally gone down for bed.
“I’m never going to a barber again” Eddie huffs, you giggle pressing a kiss to his cheek as you lie beside him in bed.
“She’ll come around eventually Eds” he lets out a little puff of air as he settles down beside you finally getting ready to go to sleep.
That was the one and only time Eddie went to a barber shop.
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{Bun’s Drabble Event! -closed}
so sorry i’ve been gone so long my darling @sannie-switch i’ve been really sick for a long time, i hope you understand and enjoy ! -bunny🔮
“Alright, where is it?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Mingi.”
“Hyung, don’t lie, I know you took my sweater, so just tell me where it is.” Mingi stood in front of Yeosang with his hands on his hips, staring at the older, as he nonchalantly laid on the couch, blanket draped over him.
“Mingi, have you ever thought that San or Wooyoung took it? You know they’re very fond of your stuff.” Yeosang replied, pushing some hair out of his eyes as he looked up at Mingi.
“No hyung, I know it was you, Jongho said he saw you leaving my room with it yesterday while I was at practice, so give it here.” Mingi was getting more and more impatient with each growing second. Yeosang just smirked
“I’m not telling you.” He stated flippantly, watching how the younger’s face shifted through emotions. Mingi raised an eyebrow.
“Are you sure about that?” He asked flatly.
“I’m absolutely positive.” Was the cocky response, and then there was a beat of silence.
“Five.”
“Huh?” Yeosang questioned.
“Four.”
The singer just snorted and huffed out a laugh, “Are you counting down? What’re we, five?”
“Three.” And Mingi rolled up his sleeves. That got Yeosang’s attention as he gulped. He knew.
“Last chance, hyung. Two.”
Yeosang stood up and practically bolted out of the room. He bounded down the stairs, heading straight to the direction of his room, where he could lock the door and be safe. He heard Mingi say one and when he turned to look at where he was, the red head was hot on his heels. Yeosang squealed and tried to pick up the pace. He could see his door, and just as he reached to get the handle, he felt a pair of strong arms wrap around his waist and hoist him into the air. Yeosang screamed as he was suddenly hanging upside down on Mingi’s shoulders, facing the talker’s back.
“Mingi! Put me do-EEEK! nohohoho.” Before he could let out a coherent protest, a string of giggles bubbled out of Yeosang’s mouth, brought on by Mingi reaching over and squeezing his side a few times.
“What’s the matter, hyung? Are you ready to tell me where my sweater is.” Mingi question, squeezing the bit of skin just above his hip. Yeosang tried to kick his legs out and hit Mingi’s back, to no prevail.
“Fuhuhuck nohohoho. Puhuhut me dohohown- Mingi!” In a flash, Mingi had carried Yeosang to his bedroom, and gently threw him onto Yeosang’s bed. He then proceeded to straddle the other’s upper thigh, placing his hands on his sides, not moving his fingers.
“I’m giving you a chance here, Yeo hyung. Tell me where the sweater is.” Mingi said, tapping one finger tantalisingly on Yeosang’s sides, making the younger squirm away.
“Ihihi will not. I didn’t do anything wrong, so do your wohorst.” He hissed back, flinching everytime the finger got closer.
“Alright, it’s your funeral.”
“Wait- NOHOhohohoho mingihihihi stahahap!” Yeosang cackled out as the youngest began to knead into his side. This wasn’t Mingi’s first time tickling his hyung, so he knew all the spots that set Yeosang’s nerves alight.
“I told you I was giving you a chance, but you made your decision, hyung.” He stated, beginning to claw his hands into the sides of Yeo’s tummy. Yeosang screeched, arching his back before slamming it back down.
“Uh oh, does someone have a ticklish tummy? Can’t take the tickles on his cute little tummy?” Mingi teased, the grin on his face mirroring his friend’s.
“Nohohoho! shuhuHUHUT uhuhuHUHUHup- plehehehehease MOVE! ohohoho my-“ Yeosang’s laughter had gone up in pitch and volume, both due to the change in areas and Mingi’s consistent teasing.
“Something tells me that the teasing is getting to you? Is that true hyung, so my teases make that tickly tummy even more ticklish?”
“minghihihihihi!” He whined. “I cahahahan’t plehehease *squeak* juhuhust gihihive uhuhuhuhup please!” It seemed as though the vocalist’s smile had been permanently etched into his face, the way he grinned, tears beginning to prick in the corner of his creased eyes.
“Me? Give up? I don’t think so, hyung. But clearly, if this isn’t enough for you and you’re not ready to give up, I suppose I could just go somewhere that I know breaks you.” Mingi suggested, lifting his hands off momentarily.
“No Mingi p-please, I’ll do anything, just don’t.” Yeo begged.
“Are you going to tell me where it is?”
Silence.
“See you in hell, hyung.”
“NO! nonononoHOHOHOHO MINGHIHIHI PLEASE!” Yeosang absolutely screeched. Mingi had gone to the one place that absolutely destroys him in every way possible; his navel. He used his two fingers to practically pry it open and used his index finger to wiggle about, testing out how much he could ruin the eldest.
“Oh, it’s nice to know that this still gets to you, hyung.” Mingi said, feigning an innocent voice. “Yeosang hyung, tell me, does it tickle more when I do this?” and he annunciated his point by using his nail to scratch around the rim of Yeosang’s belly button. He arched his back off the ground, squealing. “Or this?” Mingi changed his tactics to vibrating his finger deep into the navel, tickling him vigorously. Yeosang slammed his body back onto the bed, desperately grabbing at Mingi’s hands.
“NOHOHOH PLEHEHEHE- AHAHAHA YOHOHOHOU OH MY GOHOHOHD- I GIHIHIHIVE I GIVE” Yeosang cried, the tears falling from his eyes from the electric sensation pooling in his stomach.
“Oh sorry, hyung, what was that? I can’t hear you over all this laughing.” Mingi couldn’t help but chuckle at the state of the blond. Yeosang just desperately shook his head from side to side.
“I GIHIHIHIHIHIVE I GIHIHIVE! IHIHITS IN MY CLOS- EEK! CLOHOHOHOSET PLEHEHEHEHE-“ The rest of the sentence dragged off into a long, high-pitched scream, to which Mingi had to cover his own ears due to the absolute volume. He took his hands away, cackling at the state.
“Ohoho my god, hyung, are you that ticklish?” He chuckled alongside his panting hyung. Yeosang tried to weakly lift his hand, but it just flipped back onto his tummy.
“Ihihi hate you sohoho muhuch.” He breathed out, watching as Mingi stood up and walk to his closet. He swung the door open and chuckled as he removed the sweater off the hanger. Feeling cocky, Mingi walked to the door, not before turning back to Yeosang.
“Pleasure doing business with you, hyung.”
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Pick Up Lines
Pairing: Kuroo Tetsuro x Reader
Description: Kuroo Tetsuro thinks he’s quite good with pick up lines. (Spoiler: He’s really not.)
Word Count: 2.0k
Kuroo Tetsuro has a big problem.
And for the first time in so long, he isn’t sure if he or Kenma knows how to fix it.
Among the things he’s certain though is that it stemmed from him being a big dork. But he supposes it can’t be helped as it’s part of his charm. It might as well be his personality trait — a troublesome personality trait, if he may add.
This all started as a joke wherein he’d interrupt people who were flirting with you by saying cringe-worthy pick up lines.
It’s a test to see if they’re the right one, he claims, although you both know it’s a lie and that he’s doing it for fun.
But it does its job in fending off some people, especially when he doesn’t stop spouting off crazy lines after lines. Because if they can’t stand your best friend’s humor, then how the hell will they be able to last dating you?
Tetsuro takes it up a notch when you respond with your own cheesy lines, because then he knows that you don’t particularly like the company you’re with. And this drives the creeps away effectively without him having to resort to acting like a fake boyfriend or worse, to violence.
He does this everytime, but he feels a special need to do this when he sees you chatting up some guy named Iwaizumi Hajime with a breathtaking smile.
He doesn’t even get near you before you send him a glare.
Don’t you dare, you tell him with your eyes.
This makes him want to do it more, but he’d also rather not face your wrath the day after. And so he turns away and sulks.
He complains to Kenma all night, who doesn’t seem to be acknowledging his struggles. “Come on man, spare me some time and entertain me.”
Kenma only glances over him once and goes back to playing on his phone. “Just be honest with your feelings.”
Tetsuro coughs. “W-what?”
Kenma raises a brow. “You like—”
But before Kenma can say your name, Tetsuro covers his mouth. “I do not!”
Kenma rolls his eyes and slaps Tetsuro’s hand away. “Whatever.”
Now this is Tetsuro’s problem. Kenma is always right, because he doesn’t come to a conclusion before gathering enough evidence, therefore, if Kenma tells him that he likes a certain someone, then best believe it’s 99.99% correct.
So… he may possibly like you (just a little bit, he tries to convince himself). And this might be the reason why he may have felt a stinging sensation the longer he looks your way and finds you still conversing (and laughing!) with that guy.
The thing is that the more he focuses on his problem and the more he tries to find a way out of it, the more his problem branches out.
Sure, he can totally ignore his feelings and just act like it doesn’t exist in the first place. But wouldn’t that be cowardly? This problem may make Kuroo Tetsuro weak on his knees but he’s no coward. He’d rather fess up and get rejected than to spend sleepless nights wondering about what ifs.
It takes a loud enough giggle from you to break his thoughts. And then he realizes: holy shit, I’m going way overboard with these thoughts.
He knows he need not admit his feelings for you right away, but then again he hates keeping secrets from you because it weighs him down.
He hears an imaginary clock ticking in his mind and then thinks, ah, perhaps he can actually do it. He can always say it nonchalantly and drop it to you casually with a “You know, I used to have a crush on you.”
Keywords: used to. As if his feelings are a thing of the past. It’s a white lie he deems necessary.
And while a whole lot of teasing would likely proceed after that line, he supposes he can handle that for the sake of your friendship.
What he didn’t expect is how you refused to believe him when he told you about it.
“No way, Tetsu,” you snort. “I know your type and I’m literally the opposite of it. Stop playing around.”
Technically, he should be happy that he’s able to unload this information off of his shoulders without ruining your friendship. In an ideal world, he would have let you believe whatever you wanted to believe and then move on. But your reaction — oddly — makes him motivated to prove you wrong. Whether this is rooted from your past academic rivalry with him or not, he isn’t sure. He’s just really determined to make you believe.
Like coming full circle, he convinces himself that going for pick up lines is the way to go because
It’s familiar territory for the both of you, and
He actually believes he’s quite adept at it. (He’s really not, but no one has ever told him that. And even if someone did, he wouldn’t believe them because through these pick up lines, he’s able to make you sport a smile.)
The opportunity presents itself when he finds you sitting alone in the cafe you frequent, reading a book. And he tells himself, Go big or go home.
You look up from your book when he starts getting close to your table. Before he can sit beside you, he starts rubbing his right eye with a frown (even though it actually looks like a pout) and he says, “I think there’s something wrong with my eyes.”
You glance at your book, probably to memorize the page you’re at, and bring it down.
Kuroo Tetsuro didn’t get to process what exactly happened next because you’ve moved so swiftly and took on the role of a mother hen. Hence the next thing he knew, you have one hand on his wrist and another on his cheek. You’re pulling him closer to you and you’re leaning in at the same time.
And then he sees you checking his right eye. He’s not sure what you’re looking for, but he lets you do it — although not without him feeling his blood rushing to his face.
He barely registers you saying, “You shouldn’t rub it so violently,” and asking, “What happened? How does it feel?”
He internally panics because he just can’t think straight with you being so close. For a split second he considers abandoning his original motive so he could just remain like this with you.
But he doesn’t. Instead, he pulls back slightly, close enough that your hands are still on his cheek and wrist, but far enough that he can function properly. “I think there’s something wrong with my eyes,” he repeats, staring straight at you.
And then he says, “Because they can only seem to focus on you.”
He watches with bated breath as you blink owlishly at him. And suddenly, you’re retracting your hands, and you’re looking behind you.
He sees you look around the vicinity twice and quite frankly, he’s a little bit confused by it.
“Where are they?” You blurt after doing your little environment check.
“Who?”
You give him a pointed look. “Tetsu, you only ever say things like that when someone flirts with me.”
“What? I can’t be the one to do it this time?” He teases you.
Kuroo Tetsuro may think he’s quite adept at throwing pick up lines, but if anything, he’s actually better at playing things off as nothing more than jokes.
On the surface, he seems to be just messing with you as he gives you a teasing smile and an over exaggerated wink, but in reality, he’s about to go out of control. And as one of his best friends, he knows you’d know right away that he’s driving himself mad trying to get a reaction out of you.
But before you can scrutinize him, your phone buzzes. And so you turn your focus to it. And just like that, the moment passes.
His disappointment is palpable, not only because he didn’t get what he aimed for but also because he caught a glimpse of the person who just contacted you.
Iwaizumi Hajime.
That guy. Again.
The disappointment quickly morphs into annoyance because how dare Iwaizumi Hajime ruin such a critical moment. It could have been a turning point in your friendship! But his effort goes down the drain because of a single message.
“Oya? You’re chatting with that guy?” He asks.
“You mean Hajime-kun?”
Kuroo Tetsuro fails to stop his eyebrow from twitching. And he thinks: First name basis already, huh?
Before he can comment on it though, you’re already saying, “Yeah, we’re friends.”
In a different universe, he should be relieved that you’re just friends with the guy. But… how can he celebrate that fact when he himself is also just a friend to you?
Acid fills his guts because of his thoughts. But before he can even dive deeper into them, Kenma appears.
Quite frankly, Tetsuro is surprised, because Kenma rarely ever goes out of his cove, choosing to stay at home. He’s a homebody through and through. And yet here he is.
What’s more shocking is that Kenma announces lunch is on him after he eyed Tetsuro. Well, it’s not that Kenma never picks up the tabs, it’s just that when Tetsuro is involved, he very much prefers not to.
But it seems like right now he could sense something wrong with his best friend, and for that, Tetsuro is grateful for Kenma. This eases him up and effectively helps him in pushing the unnecessary thoughts away.
And just like that, the box of Iwaizumi Hajime closes once again. And Kuroo Tetsuro does not have any intention of opening it up (unless you do, but that’s a story for another time.)
So he focuses on his pickup lines instead, and his effort doesn’t go to waste. With this decision, he’s the happiest, especially when you have your own response to them — may it be a sarcastic remark or a simple snort, he takes it all in stride.
“You look so familiar. Didn't we take a class together? I could've sworn we had chemistry.”
That’s so lame. I think I’ve heard that thousands of times already.
“Is your name Google? Because you have everything I've been searching for.”
And maybe you’re a pop-up ad, because you’re so annoying.
“If I could rearrange the alphabet, I'd put I and U together.”
Maybe there’s a reason why you couldn't do that, Tetsu.
“You and I are like nachos with jalapeños. I’m super cheesy, you’re super hot, and we belong together.”
Okay, not gonna lie, I actually like that. Finally something good!
And while there’s a lot more bickering and teasing that happens in these exchanges, there’s one particular moment that stands out.
Every now and then Kuroo Tetsuro replays the scenario in his head. Although it wasn’t an ideal situation in any way, it was the cause of the deeper relationship you have with him now.
He recalls it happened during a rainy day. He was on his way home from work but he decided at the last minute to drop by the quaint little coffee shop that you made him love. He only wanted to take home some cookies and a cup of coffee that day, yet those weren’t the only things he went home with.
That day, he went home with you. A worn out, defeated, crying mess version of yourself to be exact.
You were a little bit out of it from the stress of your day by day life. Your eyes were glazed and you were in a daze, and initially, he just couldn’t get through you.
But when he did, it was all thanks to his very cringeworthy (yes, he acknowledges that it was indeed cringeworthy) pick up line that helped him to get you to snap out of your spiraling thoughts and to get you into his car.
As much as he hates the pick up line he used, he doesn’t think he’d be able to forget it at all, not when it helped him get to you. Besides, he doesn’t think you’d ever let him live it down. How could you, when it goes like, “Are you a long structure used to restrict the flow of water across rivers and underwater streams? Because daaaaaaaaam!”
Crazy, right?
That’s Kuroo Tetsuro for you. And that’s how he’ll always be. Just for you.
Iwaizumi Hajime be damned.
a/n: ngl i really love their dynamic and i enjoyed writing this even though it took me weeks! ksdjdjfh it would be great if you let me know your thoughts about this <3
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Mushy May Day 7: Dinner and a Movie/ Compliments
Okay I know I said I was skipping day 7, but random inspiration hit me so I wrote this short little piece. It’s my Mushy May fic and I get to make one about one of my ghoul OCs if I want to! If that's not something your into I totally get it and I'll catch you on the next ficlet for Day 8 and some Zephtain content
Tempest (nameless ghoul OC) tries her best to boost Aether’s ego before he leaves for a date night with Swiss and Dew. Compliment’s hit a little harder when the person giving them literally cannot lie.
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Rating: T
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“You look splendid, stella cadente” the ghoulette chirps, attempting once again to calm Aether’s nerves. “I’m sure the others will be completely taken by your charm during your little dinner or whatever it is.”
Aether looks down at the way the shirt pulls tight against his pecs everytime he moves, still convinced he should change. “I still just feel like you are only saying that so you can get back to the library” he mumbles, once again pulling on the restrictive sleeves.
He sees the way that Tempest raises a singular eyebrow at him, along with the piercing stare and immediately realizes how stupid that was to say. “Sorry, forgot about the whole can’t lie thing” he continues.
The ghoulette sighs, hopping off the bathroom counter they were perched upon. “To be fair I do want to go back to the library, but this is more important. I gotta make sure that my favorite band ghoul feels good about themselves before their date.”
Aether watches as she shuffles her way over before firmly grasping his bicep to spin him around towards the large mirror. Immediately he starts to find little flaws with his outfit but the kind smile on the ghoulette face is somewhat reassuring.
“Alrighty then, tell me what you think is wrong so we can put this all to bed and get ya on the way” she demands, but there's a warmth to their tone that he deeply appreciates.
“The entire ensemble feels a little tight”
“It highlight’s your wonderful assets, Dew and Swiss are going to go crazy for it. Besides, this seems like more than the outfit, try again”
“What if they don’t like what I have planned?”
“You are the sweetest and most caring ghoul I have ever met, stella cadente. I know for a fact whatever you planned for them you put so much time and love into. You are sweet, handsome, worthy of so much love, and every person you shine your presence onto is forever bettered by the light. The fact that it was you planning it means that those two will adore it.” they assure him, punctuating the praise with a kiss to the cheek and a pat on the back.
“Thanks Tempest, it means a lot. I think I’m ready to get going now.”
“Anytime dear, do you want a prophecy before ya go? Maybe it’ll bring a little extra luck.”
Aether nods his head enthusiastically. He knows the way that the ghoulette normally hates sharing prophecies so to offer one in order to make him feel better almost means more than the compliments.
He watches as her left eye begins to glow ever so slightly before her mouth opens, the telltale voice like a cool breeze pouring out.
With the addition of a motion picture to your dinner, you will surely find yourself entangled with the flesh of another sinner.
The ghoulette bursts into laughter, slapping Aether on the arm. “Okay it was worth it for a fun one like that. You kids have fun and tell Dew I like his tramp stamp” she giggles before walking away, leaving Aether blushing in the bathroom.
stella cadente = shooting star
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i can see ryan buying a cow boy hat for shits and giggles. like definitely a fake one and doesn’t even know how to pick it up and his texan gf is cringing everytime. he comes up behind her one day while wearing it because he found it hanging on her wall with all her other hats and posters. she can’t lie at how good and looks. he spins her around pinning her against the sink counter. “you know what they say” he asks leaning down watching as you crook your eyebrow “save a horse… ride a cowboy” he says and then pulls out a tiny horse figurine. he says it as a joke but he almost gags when you smirk and pull him into your bedroom.
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FUCKS YOU AGAINST THE DOOR TOO
SO FUCKING HOT
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HELLO I LOVE YOUR TICKLEDELA CATALOGUE! IT MAKES THE ORIGINAL WAY LESS SCARY! ❤️
anyway i was curious, what do you think a ler!toonbriel would be like?
im incredibly soft for him at the moment! ❤️
First of all thanks a bunch honestly. Feels good that people actually like my stuff so again thank you. <:] Anyways never really thought about Toonbriel that much but I’ll try so les fucking go
TOONBRIEL TK HEADCANONS
LER
He’s such a sweet and gentle ler unlike his alternate counterpart. Genuinely one of the kindest people you will ever be tickled by not gonna lie.
Toon prefers to use gentler tickles on his lees, though sometimes does descend into rougher tickles if the lee wants it.
He’ll always compliment you whilst tickling you (I.e : how adorable you are, how melodic your laugh is, etc), his favorite though is comparing your laugh to a harp
His wings are fucking death tools, they’re incredibly soft and feathery (aka automatic extinction for anyone who’s feather sensitive). Sometimes he’ll wrap a wing around you and slightly glaze the feathers over ticklish spots when you’re feeling down.
Speaking of which he loves giving comfort tickles when he sees that one of his friends is not doing great emotionally. He thrives off of happiness and always feels obligated to try and help.
Toon doesn’t fuck around when it comes to aftercare, he’ll cuddle with you and let you lay on him to rest because he cares a lot about how you are afterwards. Speaking of that, before hand he’ll always ask if you’re alright with him tickling you. The last thing he wants to do is make someone uncomfortable.
He enjoys pulling his lees close to him whilst tickling them, mostly through tickle hugs. Though it’s not much of a trap but more of a light hold that can easily be escaped.
No matter what he’ll always be respectful if a lee pulls away, but will confirm if it was involuntary or not since he knows humans sometimes have reflexs.
He likes more subtle tickles (both on the giving and receiving ends) like lightly scritching your chin/neck or giving your shoulders a tickly massage.
Toon genuinely loves tickle games, not in an evil ler type of way, but in an wonder-filled child type way. He likes playing them a lot and gets excited when you ask to play with him.
LEE
He isn’t used to be on the receiving end of tickles but still loves it when he is.
Toon is mostly ticklish on his ribs, neck, inner thighs, and wings
He blushes pretty easily, not only because he’s pale but because he gets flustered a lot. He doesn’t mind though and takes compliments about it pretty well.
His laugh is kind of a mixture of lighthearted giggles and chuckling kind of. He tries not to laugh too loud but when he can’t hold back he starts squealing
He isn’t shy about tickling at all and he’s not scared to ask to be tickled. Though he wants to make sure he’s not bothering you when he asks so he might accidentally post pone asking about it because he gets worried about disturbing you.
After being tickled he hugs himself like the silly little man he is.
As mentioned before his wings are incredibly ticklish, and flinches when anyone touched them. Even though he knows how ticklish his wings are, he will let you brush/groom them. Everytime you do hes shaking with concealed hilarity or just straight laughing.
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Dating them in a school AU | Headcanons
gender neutral
-> School AU based on the canon version. Inosuke is a typical bad boy because I got raised on Wattpad.
-> Inosuke Hashibira, Rengoku Kyojuro, Zenitsu Agatsuma, Uzui Tengen.
Inosuke Hashibira
« Come on, ditch with me ! » Inosuke said, excited, as he held your chin with one hand. « Absolutely not. » you replied, unfazed. He let go. « You’re no fun ! » You rolled your eyes. « I wanna pass. Also, we have nothing else to do. » He groaned, but you still pecked his cheek before heading to class.
As he was having the same class as you, he decided to follow you. Luckily, he was seated next to Tanjiro, so he wouldn’t be bothering you. Actually, you were often mad at him whenever he ditched, as you were scared he would not pass.
As usual, the teacher told Inosuke to close his shirt and he complained a bit, but ended up only groaning and closing it, trying to pay attention -as he had, indeed, nothing else to do. It made you giggle, as one of the reasons you fell for him was that he was a rebel : dying his hair blue, opening his shirt, running in the corridors…. He dared doing the things you were scared of doing.
But one thing Inosuke was great at was the sport class. Tomioka was an annoying teacher, but he couldn’t help but recognize your boyfriend as his best student. Even if he would often get distracted by you. Indeed, he was so eager for you to notice him, he would often stare at you and grin once you looked at him.
« (Y/N). I don’t understand. » He said. « But you understood the example right before this one ? It’s the same thing, just a different formulation. » you explained. Actually, Inosuke was grateful whenever you would help him with homework. Still, he always felt a bit ashamed that he had to ask you everytime, and it is why he would pay more and more attention to class, so he could stop relying on you.
Kyojuro Rengoku
« You would think dating a history teacher would help. It fucking doesn’t. » you said, slamming your head against your paper. As a college student, you got to choose your specialty to study. Yet, you still had some history in your branch.
« Stop swearing and just pay attention. We talked about this subject several times. You already know everything you need to know. » Kyojuro replied, trying to help you. You felt so bothered that despite having taught the whole day, he still had to help you once he got back home.
Suddenly, you remembered ; you did talk about the subject several times. Kyojuro snorted. « See ? You’re so convinced that you’re bad at history that you forget things you know. » he said, kissing your temple before heading upstairs to take a shower.
Finishing your draft, you started cooking. During dinner, Kyojuro told you about his day and mostly his students ; Inosuke, still running with his open shirt in the corridors, Zenitsu, still saying that his blond hair was natural. « I’m sure he’s not lying. It’s just too funny that no one believes him when it’s true for it to be a lie. » you said.
Kyojuro laughed. « He’ll be happy in college, he won’t have to bother about it anymore. » You sighed. « You didn’t have to bring it up again. » He giggles yet again. « You have your exams soon. Breaks are allowed but the exam is never to be forgotten. » Despite his huge smile, you only replied : « You really are a teacher. »
Zenitsu Agatsuma
It was so funny to you that your boyfriend had to check the dress code… as someone that kept finding new ways to break it. « (Y/N)… what’s with the piercing ? » he said, referring to a new jewel you just got, not even trying to kiss you as a teacher was just at the door.
« I can’t take it off, Itsu ! It’s a real one ! » you said, all happy, showing it off. « As your boyfriend, I find it really pretty and I like everything you do. As a student that’s scared of Tomioka, please take it off or I’ll have to call him directly not to face the consequences myself. »
You laughed at his dismay. You loved it when he was a real simp, but you, indeed, didn’t want him to get in trouble because of you. « Don’t worry, I’ll go tell him myself ! I’ll see you in class ! » you waved, some dyed locks of your hair wiggling.
You, just like Inosuke, often got away with it. Yes the teachers would get mad at you and remind you the rules. But other than that ? Nothing happened. « I can’t believe they keep scolding me for having natural blond hair and they barely scold you for everything. » your boyfriend said, defeated.
« I feel bad you know ! They never believe you. I mean, you showed pictures of you younger ! » you replied, not minding what he said about you. He held your hand as you were out of school and on your way home. « … I do love the piercing though, did it hurt ? » he asked, poking it.
Tengen Uzui
You were the music teacher at Kimetsu Academy. Obviously, you were often working with your colleague, Tengen Uzui. And it is how you ended up dating, eventually. So that’s why you listened closely when two students walked to your boyfriend.
« I don’t understand how you ended up dating someone ! » Zenitsu said. « It makes sense, though. Mr. Uzui and Mr/Miss. (L/N) had a lot in common and that’s how they ended up talking and befriending each other. » Tanjiro replied.
Tengen made a bubble with his chewing gum. « Kinda. » was his only answer. « See ? » Tanjiro asked his friend, proud. « UH ?! But I don’t have anything in common with girls ! » his friend replied. As Tengen only seemed amused at the reaction, you decided to step in.
« You could find someone who also dyes their hair. » This made your boyfriend burst into laughter. As the two friends walked away, the blond one desperate, Tengen exploded a part of his classroom again. « … You’re not a science teacher, y’know. »
He held you by the waist to pull you closer, showing you his painting. « It’s a portrait of you. » The colors being certainly put at random and part of the painting exploded, the only thing you could reply was : « Thanks, it’s… abstract. » He seemed proud of himself.
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I WANT YOUR BELLY.
Summary: The shimmery vest of Harry's on you makes him combust on the spot ;)
A bottle of wine gone in a span of minutes. Your giggles treacly and slurry as you poke his heart-shaped, wine stained lips matching with his pink refulgent vest and he grins toothy-ly sweat sheened on his perfect features and his nose twitches into besotted sniff of your fragrance, leaning down to murmur his lips to yours.
“What got ya gigglin’ like tha’ lovebug?” You shake your head in slight carelessness. His brows furrowing in confusion, mouth parting musingly into a soft chuckle when you shimmy his vest down his arms leaving his upper half naked and all beautiful for you to admire.
“Just relax and see.” You whine out timidly tip-toeing on your toesies to the centre of the hotel room you guys are staying at -- well more like fucking morning and evening with a little tinge of exclusivity everytime.
When you came back to this cosy place of yours after an hour of his show ending that shimmery feeling of proud for him and the jitteriness to love on him was still there, more like doubled up when your eyes weren’t able to drift away from the stiff bulge forming in his pants from all the adrenaline and heat pumping in his body due to praises.
He takes pride in it, absolutely basks in the novelty of it.
His dimples dings up into a wicked smirk, the heels of his palms sinking into the soft bedding as he man-spreads quite sexily and leans into his own weight then straightens up immediately with bright eyes and a shit-eating grin when you strip down your clothes slowly.
“You givin’ me a strip tease baby!?” He howls playfully and you shushes him through sputtry giggles, head lulling at your shoulder and you laugh at the top of your lung as he rolls his eyes to his skull in the most erotic way and squeezes his straining member with the cup of his large palm when you get rid of every item of clothing you had on your body and with hesitant glances his way wears his vest.
It accentuates your curves beautifully, falling a little over your thighs from how big it’s since it’s his’s and it gives the most pristine view of the crescent of your tits and the valley between them.
His stomach froths with heat, the fabric of his pink flared bottoms from his splotching with the dollops of his precome and his bare chest heaves with raged breaths as you rub your one feet over another in timidness, knowing you’re drunk enough to do this but sober enough to contemplate how to put it infront of him.
Though they both know even if you move it an inch away to show him your perky tits, it’s over for the curly head.
“You know how belly dancers got this cute sparkly shiny dresses to make them appear more bendy? I’ve always wanted to do that! It seems so fun!” To your defence you always wanted to dance as carefree and fun as they do all you didn’t know was that it’ll be like this – giving a literal fever to your boyfriend and arousing both of you to such an extent where all his fierce eyes are indicating he’s about to strike forward and throw you on the bed and pound into you reckless.
The room fills with her sweet laugh when Harry fans himself, puffing out huge inhales of breaths and smirks at her cheekily.
“A lap dance would be much appreciated, thank you.” He's almost about to burst because she sure as hell looks amazingly stretchy and bendy and very breed able in this shiny thing.
“What a gentleman. Now, put on some music so I could give you a show you really deserve.” You command him and he nearly whimpers wanting to crawl towards you and spanks that bum of yours.
You’re suppressing your chuckles when he almost falls face first into the carpeted floor while scrambling to put on some music and when he returns back he’s rocking back and forth like an impatient kid -- doing anything in his will to give a bit friction, some relive to his throbbing cock.
“Promise that you wouldn’t make fun of me.” You point a finger at him, eyebrow raised to assert a little bit of power you’ve over him.
“C’mon baby! My balls are turning blue d'ya think I could ever make fun of you when you’re being such a good girl f'me?” His groans shaky and hoarse, nostrils flaring and his hands sandwiching between his thighs to subside the ache that you caused.
Hot white pleasure surges through each of his cervices and rattles through his bones upon the absolute lewd and smutty sight of you dancing for him with your eyes affixed on him like a seductress and it pelts his skin hot.
“Fuck.” He’s cursing under his breath, as you curve around gracefully and shakes your ass for him teasing your fingers over the waistband of your lace panties.
You bite down your lip when he puts his fingers under his tongue with his mouth sucked around them as he wolf whistles for you.
“Yes you go baby!” He yells at you making you laugh rosying your features and not failing to make you feel tingly under his passionate gaze.
The he looks down at himself in rather pique tugging his tight briefs a little away from suffocating his dick that's swelling up awfully fast and leaking with every graze and touch making him hiss groggily through his teeth loudly.
His reaction makes your cheeks flush and your toes curl against the soft carpet, making you all gooey with your own slick.
He almost looses it when you roll your hips and your tummy ripples raunchily.
You’re taken aback when he’s striding towards you, cupping the nape of your neck roughly and pressing his thumb into your nervy pulse pushing you till you’re pressed into the wall and he’s muffling your surprised squeaks with a big fat smooch to your lips which turns into sloppy heated work of mouths, tongues slick and naughty against eachother, teeth nibbling and teasing, lips too desperate to be parting away and when they do they’re hovering over eachother with their breaths hot and fanning.
“Look at y'being a filthy tease.” He tuts, warm fingertips tickling down your chest and sneaking under his vest to palm your tits as he ducks down to lick a fat stripe up your throat then sink his teeth into soft underbelly of your jaw.
“Now tell me who taught you to dance this good?” Everyone should sit down and takes notes from one and only Harry Styles; the man sure knows how to lie through his teeth because what you pulled moments ago was just clumsy drunk flailing of limbs.
“God gifted.” He chuckles mockingly, tapping your bottom pouty lip.
Your neck stretches far giving him more access to mark you as his’s, your fingers manoeuvring into his sweaty ruffled up curls when he glances up at you intensely with your nipples sucked in his mouth and his hand gliding into your panties – smirking goadingly at the squirm and pathetic gurgle of your tone.
“just like this pussy of yours?”
Except his eyes no blade can control you, no sharpened knife. That lascivious gaze’s enough to threaten a storm up your thighs and cause a rainfall between your legs.
Carefully, he puts his knees on the floor one by one while he paws at your hips to vignette admiring kisses down your midriff.
“Stop! It tickles!” You gasp giggle when his fingers palliates into your soft love-handles nipping and lapping then sponging tender kisses to your belly, your back arching abruptly with a low crack your blunt nails scratching down the wallpaper when Harry coos and spurts noises of admiration.
“Can’t help it, poppet. I love your little belly so much.” Your mouth parts around shallow breaths when he nuzzles his nose against your heat and engulfs into the tangerine smell of your arousal, pressing a kiss to the damp spot and murmuring against it with his calloused palm hardly pressed to your quivering tummy.
“Love feelin’ myself snug in your belly, how it warbles and gurgles fo’ me t’ fill it up with me cum,” His gruff tone sending cold shivers down your spine, making you wetter and slicker, pussy lips clenching around nothing making squelching noises catching Harry’s attention and he smirks ominously -- startling you with a gentle nip to the inside of your thighs then ripping your panties in one harsh tug.
“You love takin’ my cock in this cute belly of yours don’t ye' kitten?” He asks you, eyes glued to the way you melt into his touch when he parts your glistening pulsating folds away with his middle and index, mesmerised at how drippy you’ve managed to get for him as it coats his digits then tricks down his wrist thickly.
“Hmm. Guess like I’ve no option but to treat myself to the sweet pussy of my belly dancer.” He hums roguishly, making you bob your head vigorously and pulling at his hair to nudge him to do something anything to quell this ache that's soaring like a flame in wind making you embarrassingly more slippery every passing second.
Your eyelids skewers tight, fingers falling lip atop the mop of his curls and knees quaking thanks to Harry’s strong biceps straddling you over his shoulders as he spreads your legs wider apart and grips onto your thighs with his all might and strokes his tongue in one tantalising hot lick from all the way to your slit up your pulsing clitoris wrapping his lips around the sensitive nub into a nasty suck and toys it around with his tongue.
“Ha –- H ... Harry!” You whimper out meekly grinding your cunt against the faint stubble growing over his cupid-bow, pleasure spiking into your each pore at how good it feels.
“Mhmm kitten, tell me does daddy makes y'feel good? Warm and nice?” A string of saliva connects his lips and your clitoris. He presses his two fingers to it moving them up and down to lube them then to rub your clit in tight little circles, putting right pressure and attention to it as you cry out slumping against the wall and grabbing onto the nearest furniture with a mantra of harryharryharry booming in your head.
“Yes, yes, yes. You’re so good to me,” You mewl out impishly incasing his head perfectly between your thighs, trembling in his hold when he eases his ring and middle finger inside you gauging for your reactions and carousing in the way your face falls placid into pure bliss, your lips wobbly and the corners of your eyes dotting pink.
“This feels good, moppet?” He asks gruffly curling to caress the spot that sends you into wreck havoc and plunges his fingers deeper inside you, the tip of his nose stuffing into your mound as he licks into you hungrily and sloppily getting his cheeks and chin all messy and shiny with your juices.
“Bet, daddy’s cock feels better. Stuffs y’belly more good.” He growls, the vibrations jolting you in your skin. His fingers fucking into you quicker and deeper, pushing his knuckles to your weepy tight entrance – your cunt swallowing his rings.
Your chin tips up towards the ceiling moaning breathily, thighs trembling and hands gripping his shoulders that’ll leave guaranteed bruises as the ministrations of his mouth and tongue on you, his fingers thrusting in you and his face making a mess out of your drippiness become too much for you sending you into a over drive of buzziness making you lightheaded and floaty.
“C’mon kitten drench me, cum in daddy’s mouth.” Is all it takes for you to do what he asked for and you almost fell forward if not for Harry’s support squirting with loud and wounded moans.
He almost combusts in his pants when you grit carnally riding his face and shoving yourself down into him, not able to stop coming while he encourages you, soothing your aching thighs with gentle strokes, “That’s it baby, atta girl.” And “You did so good f'me kitten, g’na show you how hard ‘m for you.”
"Cute. How bout I fuck you in every one of my outfits?" He pats your cheek, smacking a big kiss to it and doesn't wait for your response before throwing you over his shoulder and landing a stinging slap to your bum.
His dark lustful eyes indicating that he’s not done with you yet.
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