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thewinchestah · 3 months

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"PREY" - Alastor x reader fic

Pairing: Alastor x Fem!Reader

Tags: One-Shot, 18+, Smut, NSFW, edging, begging, overstimulation, Alastor does what he wants, there's plot if you squint really hard, alastor in heat, breeding kink, degradation kink, praise kink,

Fandom: Hazbin Hotel

Word Count: i lost count. it's big.

| Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

A/N: Helloooooo!!! I write a lot but i never publish it! My lovely friend and also biggest inspiration for this fic @smallershorteranduncut ordered me to post this and i'm nothing but her loyal servent! I hope you guys enjoy the fruits of me writing 10 google docs pages today while i was enraged. Also english isn't my first language, no beta we die like men here yadayayfayada! enjoy <;3 (UPDATE!) Part 2 is now up!

Everything about the Radio Demon seemed to be designed to make you desire him, want him. Many times in ways you weren’t even ready to admit to yourself. You haven’t been in Hell long, that’s true. But ever since you manifested here you felt like someone had picked your brain open to make Alastor the perfect bait to lure you into even more sinful, sinister paths.

He had an inexplicable magnetism around him, a piercing presence that made your eyes stuck on him when he worked a room. He had you bewitched and you hadn’t share more than polite pleasantries with each other since you became a guest at the hotel.

Today, again, you were transfixed in his gaze. Sitting in the corner of the hotel lobby, trying to make your embarrassing attraction to him go unnoticed while Alastor waltzed across the room explaining more of his wicked plans to Charlie. God, how you wish he had his wicked way with you.

He seemed more… on edge today. His red eyes glowed a little brighter, his nostrils flared a bit more, static filling the room more often, he was smiling with almost barred teeth, and everyone seemed to be avoiding him. Even Charlie was trying to politely dismiss him, the general feeling of uneasiness inside the hotel just growing larger when Angel stationed himself near your little corner of the room.

“Don’t go near that creepy motherfucker today, he’s about to lose it.” Angel alerted, almost whispering, a pair of his hands making the “crazy sign” near his head

“Isn’t he always creepy and about to lose it?” Husk added, staring at the exchange between the radio demon and Charlie.

“I’m telling you toots, I know that guy definitely isn't normal, but today he is borderline a mass extinction event. I swear, he’s just waiting for someone to give him the excuse” Angel replied, confirming your suspicions. Something was off.

“Uh. Well, about that, I think it’s time we rescue Charlie”

As if on cue Charlie turned to the corner of the room, gesticulating really hard to be taken away from the small commotion her conversation with Alastor was becoming.

“Hey Charlie, do you remember that thing with the hotel’s… personalized stationery you asked me to help you today? Let’s do it!” Said angel gently guiding Charlie away from the Radio Demon.

“Guess that’s my cue Alastor! Greaaaaat chat! As always! Have a nice day!! Byeee!” Charlie’s overly chirpy tone giving away her uneasiness.

Suddenly it felt like all the air was taken out of the room. Alastor’s neck turned into an ungodly angle, his eyes narrowing in suspicion. Static grew around the group, almost suffocating. As your vision went blurry from the sheer power that was being evoked, you contemplated if there was another afterlife. Preferably one where you didn’t inherit a death wish from your previous ones.

And as quick as it started, it was over.

Alastor just said a creepy “hm” turned on his hell, and walked away.

It almost felt like it was all in your head, but your friends standing perfectly still and dead silent next to you gave the reality of the situation away: everyone just had a near death-death experience. Maybe it would be a good topic for Charlie’s bonding exercises, who knows with this place.

“I told ya’ll. Mass. Extinction. Event. Stay out the psycho’s way”

Angel’s voice became background noise in your head, your eyes focusing on the spot where Alastor just threatened everybody’s life without saying a word. As the voices dissipated around you and normalcy slowly returned to the hotel, your mind sank deeper and deeper into the mystery that was the Radio Demon.

They were so oblivious, so naive. Thinking he wasn’t listening what they said about him behind his back. Thinking he was unaware of him being the topic of the discussion when he wasn’t looking. He could bathe in the smell of their fear, and he was relishing it.

Alastor stared at the new pretty little thing that arrived at the hotel. Oh how pathetically sweet and innocent she was, thinking she was being subtle about her infatuation with him. Thinking she could hide her interest in him, when she was nothing but a doe caught in the headlights of his eyes. Oh, she was just the perfect prey for him, wrapped in this lovely red bow she wore on her hair.

Angel was right, he was just waiting for an excuse, and she just offered him one on a silver platter. And alastor was everything but a coward.

You cursed a little bit louder than you intended when you saw the blood dripping from your finger. “Stop. making. a. spectacle. of. yourself” you mentally screamed. You still could not figure Charlie’s “special stationary stapler” out, so stapling your finger was bound to happen.

Even though it was not much, the silly little cut was stinging like a bitch, and your best efforts to stop the bleeding were futile, considering the mess on the hem of your skirt. Still high on the adrenaline from earlier, your shaking hands searched for something, anything to put on your finger so you could continue your work without anyone noticing. Everyone already had enough for one day, it was fine.

“My dear, did you just hurt yourself?” Alastor’s voice invaded your ears. Oh, fuck. That’s it, he was going to murder you for being so incompetent with the damned stapler.

Turning to face him, you meet his piercing gaze, not sure if you should run and scream for help. “Oh no worries alastor, it’s just a small cut, i can manage!” you give him your most confident smile.

Alastor’s head tilts, eyes burning red as he watches the small droplets of your blood make their way down your index finger.

“Nonsense, I can't have my staff running around with injuries and bloodied clothes. We are in hell, but we are not savages, dear” He seems transfixed by the blood, and you are too scared to move, too scared to anything other than hold the weight of his gaze and hope for the best. Your lizard brain is screaming for you to run, ask for help. Maybe Charlie isn’t too far away, could you make a run for it? Somehow your survival instincts override your brain, maybe all those hours watching true crime back on earth weren’t in vain, and you decide against running. Let him initiate first.

He catches your wrist, trapping it inside his deadly claws. His face, towering over you, comes all the way down to inspect the offending finger. You can feel his breathing on your skin.

Your breathing stops. You swallow an imaginary lump. He’s gonna bite off your fing-

“Would you be a doll and let me take care of it? Blood being unnecessary wasted truly abhors me”

You must have said yes at some point, you don’t really remember, now you are holding the red handkerchief he handed you, answering his request to “please follow him”. Trailing behind the Radio Demon, both of you walk through the large corridors.

This might be the time to scream for help. the voices inside your head warn. With every step of his feet you hear his microphone going tsk tsk tsk where it touches the ground. You are walking the death row, the paintings on the wall chanting “dead woman walking, dead woman walking”.

“Keep pressuring the wound darling, we are almost there” he gently commands you, too gently… it feels almost… soft, pleading. The way Alastor goes from 0 to 100 is giving you whiplash.

He slows down, reaching for the door knob of an unknown room. Ever the gentleman, he gestures for you to enter first.

the door locks behind you.

if i’m being murdered, at least i’m being murdered with class.

“Don’t be silly, I’m not going to murder you” Alastor says, almost singing the last part of the sentence.

“Oh fuck, i said that out loud, didn’t I?” you blurted out

“Yes you did. And yes, I also noticed your lovely doe eyes on me every time i’m in the room”

Your brain short circuits. That 's it. You are dead. He’s not going to murder you (apparently), but you are going to die of embarrassment. It will feel like murder. He knows, fuck, he knows. He knows about your crush (?) and he’s going to drag you for it. You are going to be so dragged the angels will pity you and bring you to heaven. A creative way to be redeemed, Charlie should know about this. Your thoughts are going downhill as a big snowball, there are too many of them and you can’t follow a single coherent train of thought. You don’t even want to know how you look in the middle of this. You must look pathetic, truly like a doe caught in headlights. And then you hear your name once.

Twice now, in a sing-song voice.

Your eyes fly open towards the sound, breaking from the anxiety induced spell as you realize the Radio Demon had just called you, by name. He knows your name???

“Ah hahah! You’re back.” Alastor says, as he starts to circle you like a predator. Your eyes, as always, follow his across the room.

“I don’t like to repeat myself, little doe. You heard what I asked?”

Again, you don’t really remember answering, your brain is going AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA as you watch him pace around you, eyes burning red, demanding your attention. Teeth slightly barred, voice on the edge of something. Was that “X” on his forehead always there?

“I asked if you know what you are doing to me” static fills the room as he finishes speaking. Alastor’s clawed hand trapped your bloodied finger dangerously close to his grinning lips. Your brain is doing flips as he stares deep into your soul, and when your thoughts land you make the connection. Alastor is horny. Alastor is horny for y-

“You see, little doe, I know what your eyes hide when you desperately lower them everytime I come near you. I know how you feel you can hide in plain sight if you stay quiet enough. But I can taste it. Your fear. Your lust. In the air. In your blood.” He has a white knuckled grip on your wrist now, same with his microphone. You lower your guard, eyes going from startled to lustful. “Good thing right now there’s nothing more i want in this godforsaken pit than your lust, pet”

You want this. There’s no point in lying to yourself. You want Alastor to fuck you. You’ve fantasized about the Radio Demon taking you more times than you can count. More times than you would like to admit to yourself. This feels deeply wrong, but you crave it.

Fuck it, you are in hell, there’s nothing to lose. Alastor is still watching you, impatiently. For the first time today you realize you actually forgot to say something. He’s waiting. Alastor is waiting for your permission.

“Take my breath away, Alastor”

Your permission might have been really loud, it felt like you were screaming the words. But you can’t be sure, it might have been a whisper. Either way he didn’t miss it, what happens next is fast, angry and delicious.

Alastor pounces and licks the blood on your finger, something clicks inside him as he tastes the red liquid, because he lets go of his microphone instantly and his arms grab your waist aggressively, so forceful you wouldn’t be surprised if it breaks skin. You shouldn’t be so turned on by this, by the sight of a psychopathic demon drinking your blood. But you are, and there’s no going back.

“Strip” he orders. You want to say to him that you can’t take your clothes off your person with him holding you like this. He must have realized the conundrum: if he wants you naked, he has to let go of you. To Alastor, letting go of you right now is simply unthinkable. So he doesn’t: you feel his claws cut the bodice of your dress open, sending the most delicious shivers down your spine. Another claw rips your skirt apart, and you are almost fully naked in the Radio Demon’s arms, pressing your body hard on his still impeccable dressed body.

It’s humiliating, it’s dangerous, it’s hot, it is delicious, to be at his complete mercy, just how you always wanted.

Somehow both of you made your way close to the enormous bed in the middle of the room. Alastor cornered you, so the only way you could escape was walking backwards towards the bed. The brilliant bastard.

You feel your calves hitting the edge of the bed, and Alastor breaks away.

Pity, your mind complains. Get him back to touching you again. right. now,.

“Now now, we should establish some rules for this, pet” Alastor’s hands might have stopped touching you, but his piercing eyes never did. He knocks you on top of the bed, you lay there sprawled open just for him. His hands move up to do a quick work of his bowtie

“Rule one: you will take what I give you. Nothing more, nothing less. What I give you is enough. You might feel like you can’t take anymore, but you can. You will take it, I will make you take it” He takes his tailcoat off, his frame towering over you, even with your body completely flat on the mattress and his in front of it.

“ Rule two: every ounce of your pleasure is mine and mine only. Mine to give, mine to take. And you will give me everything. I want to hear every sound, to feel every touch, to know every nasty thought that runs inside that pretty little head of yours. You will not suppress anything, I wanna hear your moans when you make a mess of yourself as I take everything I desire from your delicious body. I will relish on your desperate screams of pleasure.Nothing outside these walls matter” He is climbing on the bed now. You hold the weight of his gaze, underneath your demonic lover’s eyes your skin burns.

“Rule three: don’t you dare cum without my permission, good girls earn their orgasms and you will be a good girl. Or else…” static starts to pick up around the room, you are seeing the blackest black that ever was, his shadows enveloping you both. Nothing outside these walls matter. “Understood?” Alastor says as he pins your hands on top of your head, against the fancy headboard. His hand cups one of your boobs and he is worrying your nipple between his sharp claws. finally finally, your mind sings. You feel a surge of magic binding your wrists in green chains, attached to the headboard. It’s overbearing, it’s ridiculous. His magic feels like him, another part of him for you to take.

He pinches your nipple particularly hard and you moan softly, pleasure and pain consuming any other sensation. You forgot to answer him, you realize. You’ve barely started and you are already being bad. “yes alastor, yes.. but please don’t stop” the soft whimper leaves your lips.

“lovely.” he replies, and with that his mouth is on your nipple, sucking it while he administers his wicked ministrations to your other one. His sharp teeth prickling on the edge of breaking skin, and you already feel like you won’t be able to take all of him.

His hand trails down to aggressively grip your thighs, his tongue sucking the neglected nipple his fingers left. Your moans become frequent and messy, if he’s already making you go insane with the beginnings of foreplay... You might pass out and die when he starts fucking you, but you don’t care. Let him show you the true meaning of la petite mort.

“My my, what do we have here” his hand leaves your thigh to trace the wetness of your panties. A clawed finger rips it apart, the last barrier between you and total consumption by the Radio Demon. He takes the finger between your glistening lips, not entering, just teasing

“I don’t think i will get enough of this pretty little body of ours anytime soon, pet” he says as his finger finally enters your sex, He moves his digit with an expertise you didn’t really know he had in him, making you whimper his name, ooohs and aaaahs, your hips start threshing from the pleasure. If you continue at this pace, you will be begging for permission to cum too soon. Pathetic. you think to yourself. Because you know how hard this building orgasm will be,you don’t know if he will grant you more than one orgasm. And will you murder you yourself if you don’t feel his cock inside you tonight. You take a deep breath in between your moans and will your hips to stay in place, your nerves to calm down.

Alastor adds another finger, and it takes all of your willpower not to become a puddle of wetness right there. You bite your lip so hard you taste blood.

“you do make a mess of yourself, don’t you? you just can’t help it” he says as he curls his digits inside you. Your hips start thrashing hard again, and you sink them deeper into the bed. The chains on your wrists shake with the effort to hold back. As if alastor wasn’t going to notice. “no no no what did I say?” he snaps angrily, he’s eyes flash red at you and he takes his fingers out with a wet “pop”, you feel like crying at the emptiness. “please please alastor, don’t stop” you plead. His hands leave you entirely, you are left with just his piercing gaze, the one that makes your skin burn. “did I say you could hold back? don’t pretend like you aren’t a common whore for me, that you love how pathetic it feels that you are creaming yourself and we haven’t even really started”

his condescending tone just makes everything even more sublime. It’s so wrong how good being told you are nothing more than a common whore by the Radio Demon feels. But you never felt anything close to this. “please Alastor” you beg again, nothing but a small whisper

“I would love to taste this pussy, so red already for me, but since you broke one of the rules… i’m afraid I will make you understand that are nothing but my pretty cockslut the hard way”

Punishment? His punishment sounds ever better than his praise right now. You moan at his voice. He laughs.

His knees cage you, as he lifts his upper body from you and starts undoing his zipper. He is taking his cock out. Oh fuck, he’s gonna fuck you without anymore foreplay. And he’s not going to be gentle about it either. You shiver.

Alastor pumps himself a few times, his cock is big, thick, and an angry red shade, flush red like that, because of you, just for you. He’s gonna make you pay: pay for holding back from him, pay for making him feel like an animal and almost losing his hard constructed control.

The look on his face says it all, he’s gonna take it out on you and you can’t do nothing about it.

You don’t have much time to think about the repercussions, in one swift motion his tip is already inside you, stretching you deliciously. Your brain short circuits again, the feeling of his cock inside you is everything you imagine and more. Depraved, heavenly, delicious. You struggle in your binds again, you want desperately to touch him. To feel his skin beneath your finger, to scratch him, mark him. But oh well, he’s the Radio Demon, he’s the one in charge and you are his prey.

Alastor starts to slowly enter you, he’s trying his best to hold back. He knows if he does this too fast it will hurt in a way he doesn’t want you to feel. And by the look on his face going slow is as torturous for him as it is for you. tantalizing inch after tantalizing inch he spreads the walls of your cunt apart. You understand now why this is punishment, it hurts in a perfect way, it hurts even more that he is doing it slowly, and not just thrusting like you imagined he would, if he had more time to work on you.

You become a mess of moans and incoherent words. His cock is halfway inside you now “HoLY FUCK ALASTOR” you scream. It’s already too much.

“There’s nothing holy about this my dear. I’m going to breed you. I’m going to break you” and with that he buries himself to the hilt inside you. Now you truly scream in pleasure and pain “you won’t be able to walk straight for days, you will feel me in every step, and you will thank me for it”. His thrusts pick up at breakneck speed, the bed shakes from the sheer force that Alastor is using to fuck you. Every snap of his hips you moan more and more.

The sound you make when he takes everything out and enters you at once is so obscene that it would make Angel Dust blush. He’s growling now, his antlers growing bigger as he fucks you like his life dependend on it. As he fucks you like he hates you.

Alastor pushes your hips higher, and suddenly he’s even deeper. His other hand holding your waist in a bruising grip. The strain on your pinned hands will bruise too. His lips graze the skin of your collarbone, he looks so feral you are scared he will maul, the thrill of not knowing adding to your fucked up sense of pleasure.

He seems to pick up on your fear, and bites down on your collarbone, hauling as he tastes your blood and buries himself inside you again and again. Moans turned into screams, and the only thing coming out of your lips is his name, spoken like a profane prayer. You would give everything you have to Alastor, and he doesn’t even have to ask.

Your orgasm has been building for a while now, the coil on your belly becoming tighter and tighter, like a supernova about to be born. “Alastor, please please let me come” you beg. His unfocused eyes stare down at you, as he takes a moment from feasting on your sweet blood to address your desperate, sweet pleas.

“Don’t. You. Dare” he says, punctuating every word with a sharp thrust. As much as you want, you are not sure you will be able to hold any longer. “I beg you alastor, please let me cum, i will let you do anything you want. but i need it so badly, please please”

You sounded so desperate when you begged, so beautiful.

“Don’t strike deals you don’t know you can fulfill, pet” his voice is low, a warning. You ignore it. “I promise Alastor, anything”. Alastor laughs.

his finger touches your clit as he finally allows your sweet relief “you may come now, sweet doe” and that’s it, you are off, you are dead. You see stars, you see the entire universe as you scream out and climax. Walls tightening around Alastor’s monster cock, eyes rowling, his name a scream on your lips. You ride out your wave slowly, but Alastor is not slowing down.

Instead he is picking up his pace, maneuvering your hips even higher, your chains are stretched to the limit. You can feel them start piercing your skin. Thrust after thrust the sensation becomes too much, you are too overstimulated to go through all of this again.

“i can’t take it, i can’t take it!”

Alastor doesn’t care. “I told you not to make deals if you can’t hold them, didn’t I?” You don’t answer, you can’t. you can’t to anything but let him fuck you as hard and as much as he want. “but you are such a little cockslut for me that you can’t help it. What a shame”

He is gripping your hips so hard it breaks skin, tiny trails of blood on his claws. “you will take it. You better take it, or I will make you take it” static picks up as he threatens the last words. You know you are spent, you know how bad it hurts, you know how bad his words sound, but the lines between pleasure and pain are so blurred that you can’t think coherently. Even this pain of being broken feels good.

Still, tears fill your eyes and you start crying, from pleasure, from pain, you don’t know anymore. What Alastor is doing to you has no precedent. No one can do this like he does. He knows torture too well, and he is tortouring you in the most decadent, delicious ways possible. “alastor i want to, i want to so bad but i just can’t” the tears sting your eyes and stain your face.

Alastor sees it. He slows down just a bit, his voice softening “oh my dear doe, but you can. Just this once more, just for me. One more” his voice is so maddening soft it acts like fuel to your tears. Your skin tingles and you feel giddy, somehow your throbbing hot, wet cunt seems to find the right amount of relief, and you can feel only pleasure again.

Alastor continues to fuck you, your moans returning to normal, you are being so loud now, making a mess of yourself, just like he said, and a big hand comes to cover your mouth.

“Oh we can’t have you being this loud can we?” his voice goes to that delicious mocking tone. His thrusts are slower now, but as deep as they can go. “what would you friends say if they found out that you moan like a common whore for their feared radio demon.. hum,.?”

You start to feel the pit of your belly tightening again, and alastor doesn’t stop humiliating you. The degradation feels just the right amount of perfection. You are exactly what he says you are. A common whore when it comes to him. “weren’t you ashamed just a few moments ago? trying to hold back the sinful sounds you make when I touch you? I already gave you one orgasm. I’ve been way too generous for my liking. I should stop right now since you feel so conscious about this” Alator’s breathing is becoming erratic, his thrusts sharp, hard, and out of the breakneck rhythm he was torturing you before.You start moaning even louder through his hand. “ungrateful little pet. You are just so greedy for one more orgasm, you don’t even care that everyone downstairs can hear you hm??”

You can’t think straight. you feel on the edge of glory, this orgasm threatening to be harder than your previous one, as if it is possible. “alastor i’m so sorry, i know i don’t deserve it” you muffle behind his hand, he hears you speaking and takes if off “but can you please let me cum? just this once? just for you. Please Al” his thrusts are truly erratic now. He’s close too, even though you are too wrapped up on your own sensations to notice

“please” you beg, nothing more than a whisper. Already making peace with the fact that you are going to come without his permission and he will probably never fuck you again

“Good girl, you can come now”

instantly as you are granted his permissions your world explodes, blinding hot pleasure takes over your body, the waves of pleasure making your heart beat so fast you feel like it’s going to stop. The petit mort is coming, and her sweet embrace envelops you, specially now that you feel Alastor’s cock twitching and spilling his seed inside you. You scream his name. Maybe you hear him screaming yours too. You don’t know anymore, your nerves are singing from pleasure unheard of back when you were alive. Pleasure so great it could only be found in hell. The most heavily, depraved way of torture.

You come down from your high, still dizzy, your body going limp. You are not dead, but you are positively spent. You give in into the warm and fuzziness of sleep.

The last thing you remember is the softness of a blanket, a gentle kiss on your cheek.

“Oh my dear, I knew you had one more on you,spending yourself this way just for me! What a truly precious thing, doe”

You might be dreaming now.

You weren’t dreaming. Alastor praises you, knowing his words will be the last thing you hear before a night of peaceful, deep dreamless slumber. He makes sure to put the softest velvet blanket he owns on your body, not to make the damage you gladly allowed your body to take for him an inconvenience. Tomorrow you will wake up to fancy letters of praise and sweet chocolate covered strawberries. And no one will know how Alastor found the perfect doe to breed as he pleases during the height of his mating season.

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goldsainz · 9 months

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SOMETHING I’M MADE FOR — one shot.

pairing: max verstappen x reader

MASTERLIST.

PART 1.

taglist: @lorarri @noncannonships @whatthefuckerr @lpab

NOTE: this is part 2 to “what was i made for?” honestly i love the direction this took… i feel like i always say this but, this is not meant to reflect real people or try and replicate any real life scenario (other than my personal ones ig), so pls don’t think that this is me hating max, bc i truly don’t. yes, i stole the song from lana (our godess) this is probably my “silliest” fic... idk but i liked the chaos of it!

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exhaslo · 5 months

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OMG HI I HOPE YOUR DAY WAS GOOD

i was thinking of a whole thing where miguel is constantly tortured by spiderwoman reader because yk his heightened senses he vould literally smell like her natural scent + perfume and it hinders his performance as spiderman so lets say like one day he’s at a breaking point and readee is just naturally a little bratty because its their personality but that day it was yk that horny week before the period so she like REEKED OF SEX bc she had some solo time before getting to the society so she goes to a mission or something and her perfume was just gone because she smelled like herself and she was teasing miguel, so like miguel decides to put her in her place by literally fucking them to submission and possibly score a date after

IDK JUST A THOUGHT OKK BYEEE HOPE THIS ISNT TOO MUCH

I love these feral like Miguel moments. Boy can freaking do so much more than the regular Spiderman that I just CRAVE for him to be real. Cries.

Warning: Minors DNI, Smut, feral Miguel, creampie, oral, size kink, rough sex, dirty talk

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It was a mistake to bring you here.

You were a temptress, a tormentor to Miguel. Ever since he brought you to the Spider Society, you've done nothing but torture the poor man. You naturally smelled like sex. It was so intoxicating, especially since Miguel had heighten senses.

While everyone else treated you normal, Miguel couldn't help but have to avoid you. Your scent just brought out a side of him he wasn't sure he liked. A side that felt so animalistic. Miguel was worried that he had to run tests on himself due to his half Spider DNA.

"Miguel! You can't keep yourself locked in here forever! People will believe those vampire rumors." Peter yelled out. Miguel ignored him,

"I can and I will," He mumbled to himself.

"Bah! Oh! (Y/N), hey! Have I shown you my new pictures of-"

Miguel instantly froze the moment you entered his office. He tuned Peter out and groaned at the scent of you. This was difficult. You were even wearing a sweet perfume to try and cover your arousing scent, but Miguel could still smell it. He could still smell you.

"Miguel, I wanted to ask-"

"Whatever it is, fine." Miguel spat, clenching onto his work desk.

"But I didn't even-"

"Yes! Whatever it is, yes! Just...both of you, leave NOW!" Miguel hissed. Peter raised his hands up in defense,

"I think he's hangry."

"Mhm," You nodded in response and slowly left, "Well, thank you, Miguel. I'm looking forward to working with you on your next mission!" You said with a chirp.

Miguel immediately paled as he snapped his head towards where you had just left. His desperation for you leaving had just signed him up for a whole mission with you? Oh, there was no way he could survive. This sexual frustration he was having from you scent was not going to end well for him.

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"Geez, Miguel, even I could take down my Rhino faster than you arrived." You said with a snobby huff.

Miguel rolled his eyes as he approached you with a separate mask on. You raised a brow, wondering if he was sick, but before you could ask a portal was opened. Miguel activated his normal mask and jumped in ahead of you.

"Sooooo, are you like...sick or something?" You asked as you entered the new dimension.

"Sure,"

"Are you mad at me?"

"No."

"Then, can you say more than one word without yelling?" You grumbled, swinging in front of Miguel now.

"Watch your six."

Miguel was doing his best to avoid you. He even wore a second mask to try and block out your scent, but it wasn't working. This was painful. You didn't deserve this treatment from him. Miguel knew that, but what could he do? How could he tell you that your natural scent was making him horny?

"Miguel! Behind you!" You called out.

Miguel raised his head and tensed as you tackled him. His head right in between your breasts as the two of you landed against the fire escape outside a building. He cussed lowly, wishing that he had Spider Senses like the others.

"Are you okay? You seemed distracted today," You asked, placing your palm on his forehead, "No fever."

"I-I'm fine. Let's...get that anomaly." Miguel groaned.

Your scent was all over his mask now. Miguel couldn't breathe without inhaling you. Feeling his vision blur, Miguel almost reached out to grab you. He felt relieved as you quickly rushed towards the anomaly. Unable to stop his shaking body, Miguel tried to pull himself together.

"Lyla, I need to find a solution to this," Miguel hissed lowly, taking his mask off to breathe fresh air.

Lyla appeared before him, "I can think of one way." She hummed.

"Do it."

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Miguel was groaning in his office, threatening to do something inappropriate. You were nearly all over Miguel once you caught the anomaly, bugging him about how he was doing and whatnot. You were so clueless and annoying because you had no idea how good you smelled to him.

"So, Lyla told me that you got a problem. Said that I'm the only one who could help. Lucky me," You said with a wide grin.

A shiver ran down Miguel's spine the moment you walked in. Your scent was overwhelming! Not even your perfume could cover the fact of what you did. Feeling his vision blur again, Miguel tried not to breathe. Your arousal was stronger than before.

"You're only making it worse," Miguel groaned, leaning over his platform with sweat rolling down his forehead.

He needed you.

"Making it worse?! You're the one who went on a mission sick. Unbelievable."

"Leave....now," Miguel begged.

He wanted you.

"Lyla told me that I can help. So I'm here to help. I'm not leaving because you're in a bad mood."

"I'm telling you to leave for your fucking sake!" Miguel growled as he started to approach you, "I can't stop myself any longer if you continue to stay."

"Is that supposed to be a threat? I'm not sca-"

Miguel grabbed your arms, pushing you against the wall as he stole a kiss from you. Lifting you up, Miguel held you in place with his hips. Your scent was driving him crazy. His hands were roaming your body as your scent got stronger.

"(Y/N)"

You on the other hand, gasped in surprise. This was not the kind of problem you were expecting, but hell, you weren't going to deny it. Shit, everyone wanted a chance with Miguel, even you. Eyes widening as Miguel started to grinding against you, you whimpered lowly,

"So...any reason...why I'm your problem?"

"Your scent," Miguel hissed as he ripped apart your suit.

"Hey! I spent hours-"

"I'll buy you a new one! Just stop talking." Miguel lifted you up higher, your legs now wrapped around his head, "Your fucking scent drives me insane. I can smell you everywhere."

"Huh?!" You gasped and cried out as Miguel licked your cunt, "H-Hey, a-at least ask me out first!"

"You masturbated right before entering my office on purpose, didn't you?" Miguel swirled his tongue around your clit, listening to your moans, "Always torturing me."

"O-Oh~ R-Right t-there~" You gasped, attempting to arch your back, "Y-You were...ah~ mhm~ a-able to smell me?"

"You even taste as sweet as you smell,"

Miguel ignored your comments as he kept feasting. You gripped onto his hair, moaning and crying out as Miguel's tongue ravished your poor cunt. You gasped, shaking as you felt your orgasm fast approaching. Miguel only took this as a sign to go faster.

Circling his tongue inside your pussy, Miguel groaned, finally getting a taste of you. Finally shutting you up. He brought you to his desk, clearing it off and laying you down. Once you cam against his face, Miguel licked his lips as he pressed his cock against your folds.

"M-Miguel....wait..."

"After cumming like that? After coming in here so horny? I'm not waiting anymore, (Y/N)."

You arched your back, crying out as you felt Miguel's dick stretch your walls. You tried to reach for him, but Miguel just grabbed your hand and licked it in response. His pupils were blown and he looked like a starved man. You were not leaving this room the same way you came in.

"Fuck, look at you, taking me in so well. Such a slutty pussy just for me. You like having my fat cock inside you, huh?"

"D-Don't be...mhm...t-to mean," You whimpered, feeling his tip poke your cervix. Miguel just chuckled as he started to slap his hips inside you,

"Your body is telling me otherwise. A small little thing like you is the perfect accessory for my cock. Tell me that you've been wanting this. My cock pounding the life out of your cunt."

"I-I won't let you win this. Y-You've totally been...ah~ ah~ w-wanting, hah~ m-me." Your moans were getting louder as you tried to win this silly little competition with Miguel.

"Fuck, that's right. Cum against my cock. Let your pussy drip all over my desk."

"Hah~ Ah~ M-Mig...R-Right t-there! Mhm~" You cried out, reaching another orgasm. Miguel clenched his jaw as you tighten around his aching cock,

"Good girl. Finally behaving." Miguel was losing his cool, falling into lust, "Let me reward you, yea?"

"Mhm~"

You flung your head back, crying out and moaning as Miguel kept thrusting into you, not giving you a chance to rest. A shiver ran up your spine as his grip against your waist tighten while his thrusts grew rougher and faster.

Your eyes nearly rolled back as you felt a hot wave fill you. Unable to even think of what had happened, you kept your whines as Miguel kept his unresting pace.

"(Y/N), don't let other people smell you," Miguel whispered into your neck.

"Y-You're...mhm....ah~" You tried to argue, wanting to tell him that he was the only weirdo.

It was a lost cause to tell him anything that night.

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"Keep looking guilty," You huffed, glaring towards Miguel as he worked on a new suit for you, "Hours. I spent hours sewing that suit."

"And I gave you hours of pleasure."

"You gave me buckets load of cum and orgasms. I still can't feel my legs."

"Again, I apologize, it seems as if your scent taps into my other half of DNA. I understand if-"

"I want a date! I'm owed a date!" You said childishly, "Oh! And that suit you're making! I want both!"

"Such a brat."

"Huh?! Who's the one who couldn't hold it in??!"

"Who's the one who masturbated before entering my office?!" Miguel huffed, hovering over you again, "Don't make me shut you up again."

"Then that's two dates."

"Deal."

It ended up being three dates that he owed you.

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what’s wrong?- matt sturniolo x fem!reader

a/n- not a song title but i hope you like. it’s definitely different than what i write.

summary: after a long week of being tired, overwhelmed, and sexually frustrated you can’t take it anymore, and you end up taking it out on your best friends.

warnings - slight argument, language, smut 🤺

fuck. i sigh getting close to the high i’ve been chasing all week. my chest heaves and i throw my head back being overcome with pleasure. “fuck fuck fuckkk” i whine when i can feel my stomach get tight. a bead of sweat drips down my forehead.

just as i get close my phone buzzes beside me. “fuck!” i yell. this was the closest i had been all week and it was ruined. i don’t know what was wrong with me, but i just couldn’t cum for some reason. i had tried everything i liked and it was really fucking with my mood.

i sigh as i answer the phone and head to the bathroom to wash my hands after what seems like the 1000th unsuccessful orgasm this week. “hello?” i say, putting it on speaker and setting it down next to me. “hey” nick spoke “me matt and chris are going to get food then go shopping and we were wondering if you wanted to come with.” “yeah i guess” i reply. “ok be there in 30. love you byeee” he hung up

the triplets arrived in 30 minutes just like nick said. i walked out to the van and went to the back seat as normal. i opened the door and my face was met with chris. “i saved you a spot in the front today” he smiled at me. i shut the door and walked to the front rolling my eyes. i don’t know what was wrong with me i was just really upset. well actually, i know exactly was wrong

“hey girllll” matt spoke as i got in the passenger. “matt” i deadpanned looking at him. “sorry” he said and backed out the driveway. i was silent for a while, ignoring the conversation the three were having.

“you okay?” matt asked squeezing my thigh, his cold rings causing me to shiver. “i’m fine” i said not looking at him. matt was without a doubt my best friend, but there were things he didn’t need to know, me not being able to orgasm being one of them. “you sure?” he looked at me “yes matt i’m fine!” i snapped “sorry” is all he said. the car went completely silent and it was like that the rest of the drive.

“i’m not really hungry” is all i said when we got to the restaurant. “y/n you have to eat something” nick said “oh my god i’m not starving myself i’m just not hungry right now!” i snapped at him as well. i sighed as i sat back in my seat knowing i fucked up.

i was an anxious mess for the rest of the day. i didn’t talk at all and i couldn’t stop shaking. “hey it’s okay” matt reassured me on the way home. i half smiled at him. he handed me is hand and i fidgeted with his rings. it was stupid, but it always helped when i was anxious.

i bit my lip trying not to cry for the rest of the car ride. when we pulled into my driveway, my first thought was to get out of the car and run inside, but i wouldn’t forgive myself if i did. “look guys i don’t know what’s wrong with me i’m really sorry.” my lip quivered and tears brimmed my eyes “thanks for inviting me” i closed the door and hurried inside.

matt’s pov

after i got home, i couldn’t stop thinking about y/n. she told me everything and she was never upset like this. i honestly felt bad about leaving her alone. i called her phone twice, but i didn’t get an answer. she lives alone and has no one to talk to. if i let her be alone, i wouldn’t forgive myself.

i told nick and chris where i was going then i left. i got in the van and hurried to her house. i knocked on the door a couple times but she didn’t answer. i knew i was being invasive, but i took the key from under the plant where she always kept it, and i opened the door, locking it back after i got in.

“y/n?” i called out for her. no reply. i walked up to her room. as i lifted up my hand to knock, i heard her sobs on the other end of the door. i opened the door with caution. “y/n?” i looked down to see her on her bed, in only her underwear and a tank top. her head was buried into the pillow, and she sobbed. “oh my god y/n are you okay?”

i sat down on the edge of the bed. “hey y/n talk to me please” she sat up and buried her face into my chest. she engulfed me in a hug and kept crying. i ran my hand through her hair, and my other one rubbed circles on her back. “it’s okay” i reassured her

y/n’s pov

i felt so weak crying for such a stupid reason, but i just couldn’t help it. “are you gonna tell me what’s wrong?” matt asked. “i can’t matt i just can’t” i cried. “cmon y/n you can tell me anything” i just cried even more. i’ve never felt so pathetic.

“i-it’s so stupid i can’t” i said between sobs. “y/n i swear i would never judge you.” he patted my back softly. i took a breath and sat up to look at him. “it’s so stupid you have to promise not to laugh” i looked at him. “i swear i won’t.” he put his hands up in surrender. “pinky promise?” i held out my pinky. “y/n is this 3rd grade” he laughed locking pinkies with mine. “ok that was so corny” i laughed

“ok let’s get serious” he said. i let out a long breath “i c-can’t umm” i sighed “i can’t cum.” his eyebrows furrowed. “i know that’s tmi but you asked and i really can’t and i haven’t been able to all week and i’ve tried everything and it’s really frustrating and-“ i stopped myself when i noticed i was rambling. i looked at him with an embarrassed expression as i waited for a reply.

“oh” he replied. i dropped my head in embarrassment “would you- would you want me to like help you?” i snapped my head up to look at him. “i’m sorry i overstepped” he sighed. “no” i said. “could you help me? please?” i asked. “you sure?” he looked at me. i nodded. “just relax and i’ll do all the work okay?” “ok” “and if you need me to stop at any time just let me know and i will” “thank you so much matt you really don’t have to do this.”

“thank me later” he smirked before kissing me. he look his time on the kiss, making it as hot but as sweet as possible. his hands glided up my body starting at my waist and coming up to squeeze my tits. i moaned into the kiss. he continued to massage my breasts while he started to work his mouth down my jaw, to my neck, and then to the exposed skin on my chest.

he then moved his hands under my top, and he pulled it off, freeing my bare chest. he latched his mouth onto one of my nipples, making me wetter than before. i’ve known matt for so long and never knew he was so good at this kind of stuff.

his hands moved down to the waistband of my underwear, playing with it before he pulled them off completely and tossing them to the side. every movement he made was so gentle but so attractive.

he then took two of his fingers and rubbed them up and down my folds, spreading around my juices. i slightly grinded down onto his hand. i tired not to be too needy, but i needed his touch so badly. “you ready for me to touch you?” he looked me in my eyes. “please matt” i whined.

he stuck his fingers inside of me, pumping in and out at the perfect pace making me moan. his thumb met my clit, rubbing it in fast circles, causing more stimulation. i arched my back off of the bed and moaned uncontrollably. “fuck mattttt” i whined. “you’re doing so good for me” he said softly. “oh god matt” i threw my head back.

“i’m wanna taste you” he said lowering his head between my legs. “can i taste you?” he asked. “yes matt please” before i could register, his mouth latched onto my clit. “oh my fuck matt! oh my god” i couldn’t control my moans. “mattttt i’m so close please don’t stop.” he continued licking and sucking my clit, as he added in a finger, making the pleasure double.

“mattttt i’m cumming! oh my got im cumming” i cried out in a state of euphoria. i had tears of happiness running down my face, as my chest heaved. “thank you so much matt i owe you big time” he came up from between my legs and smiled at me. “feel better now?” he asked

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a/n- i hope you liked!! lmk bc it was definitely different for me

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jasmines-library · 3 months

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Hi. Um... i have been craving angst

👀 and my angsty mind has been making up... scenarios, but like would love them typed out so i can read 💀 i live your work, p.s. <3

anyways, would like to ask for something along these lines:

reader is a batsibling

is kidnapped

fam cant find her for a few days and is panicked

they find her somewhere, blindfolded and tied up, on the ground and caked in blood

they get her some med stuff and whatever

and they're like how did this happen so they somehow get cctv or duke uses his powers or something and finds out that they've been beaten for info

and they get like really angry and all that jazz

:D rest up to you!

would be great if you did it 🥺

but i understand if it's too much

love youuuu 💖/platonic ehe

okay, i will excuse myself from your asks now. byeee

Loaded Silence

hello hello! Thanks for requesting. This was super angsty, but as you put I crave it too... ❤️

Warnings: Kidnapping, Torture (not very graphic), fear, medical scenes.

Word Count: 1.5k

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It had happened unexpectedly. You were there one second and gone the next. In a blink of an eye. Nothing more nothing less. That was all it took for you to slip away. Damian could have sworn he was only gone for a minute. To stretch his legs and grab something to eat. But that was all it took for them to sneak in. Quiet as a mouse they crept in, splitting through the open window at the back of the room. Leaving it open had been a careless mistake, but who was to think that you would have been taken in the safety of your own home?

They grabbed you roughly from behind. A set of rough hands pinning you to the sofa, clamped tightly over your mouth as another worked to tie a heavy bandage around your eyes. You had squirmed feebly trying to gain some leverage. Your training desperately tried to kick in but at that moment, you were not a vigilante. You were Y/N Wayne: A citizen, child to the wealthiest man in Gotham and utterly fucked.

You had no choice after that than to allow them to drag you downtown, you had kicked and cried blindly, desperate for one of your brothers to chase after you. But whoever was gripping you tight enough to bruise was clearly experienced and you knew that they stood no chance so unexpectedly.

When they tossed you down on the ground, you thought it would offer some relief. The room was dank, dusty and smelt of water rot and mould. This was the part where they would send a ransom note to Bruce and he and your brothers would come charging in sooner or later. But you had never been more wrong.

“We know who you are, Wayne.” A voice spoke. Feminine but not soft spoken. Threatening. “Or would you prefer Raven?”

Your stomach dropped as bile burned the back of your throat. You knew you could fight now, but you were defenceless weaponless with your hands and feet bound together.

“The fuck do you want?” You spat, though the effect of the venom in your words was lost for you looked so helpless.

“Bold of you to speak to me that way, given your predicament.” The woman chuckled, prodding you with her foot. “You’re here as a sort of…payment.” She mused. “I suppose you could call it that.”

“What?”

“My husband.” She started, moving away from you. You could hear her pacing around the room but you could only conjure up images in your mind. “Leader of the greatest crime suricate in Gotham. And now, he’s dead. Rotting in some coffin in the ground, thanks to your father.”

She moved closer again. Her heels clattered against the floor.

“He took away the only thing that ever mattered to me!” She gripped your wrist, lifting you up off the floor and leaning into your face. “So now, I’m going to take away one of his toys until someone tells me how to get him out! His precious little girl. Oh how I can’t wait to see the look on all of their faces when they see you. That is of course…after we have a little fun.”

There was still no sign of you. And it felt as if they had searched every inch of the city. The high and the low but still nothing. No one had slept much in the three days you had been missing. Their nights were either spent searching for you on patrol or laying awake staring blankly at the ceiling as their minds conjured up the worst. None of them said it outloud but the possibility that you were dead loomed over them. But no one ever said anything. They just continued to search in silence. It seemed like Babs and Tim hadn’t torn their eyes away from the screens since Damian came barging into the room three days ago, doubled over and panting as he revealed the news. The only time they ever moved was to head to the bathroom or to make another mug of lukewarm coffee.

The rest of the family were out on patrol. That was what they were calling it anyway. Really they were looking for you. And still there had been no sign until Dick stumbled upon a window. It was low down to his feet covered by concrete as though the building had just sunk into the concrete. And when he tried to peer inside, it seemed to be covered by something on the inside.

It could have been nothing.

But Dick was desperate.

He called over the other vigilantes with a signal on his com. They all came tricking over towards him silently through the city. Some bubbling with hope and anticipation, but all dreading the worst.

Moving around the back of the house, Dick pushed open the door.

You had never been more scared in your entire life. Everything ached, burned or stung. From what you could feel there didn’t seem to be a single inch of your skin that wasn’t covered in blood. It clung sticky to your skin, cracking every time you managed to bring yourself to shift against the floor.

She had continued her onslaught for hours, trying to force answers that she knew you would never be able to give her from your chapped lips. She would leave every once in a while, returning silently to catch you off guard with another round of pain. You couldn’t see her: the blindfold still remained firmly around your eyes, so you had to anticipate when she would return as you cowered against the back wall in a pool of your own blood. You were unsure how long it had been since she tossed you into the room. Without the relief of sunlight, your woozy mind had lost track of time.

And then a pair of hands gripped your shoulders. And you screamed, trying to recoil away from them. You didn’t make it far. Your body was too weak.

“No! No please! No more!” You begged, tears dribbling down your cheeks to mingle among the dirt and blood. “I already told you I-I don’t know anything! Please!”

“Woah, woah.” It was Dick’s voice that broke through to you, though they had all called out to you. It was him who had reached out to you in the first place, hesitant that the smallest touch would break you. As soon as they were met with resistance they knew you were here. And they fought as fast as they could to get to you. Praying that they wouldn’t find you as you had. Sprawled out across the floor in a pool of your own blood as you struggled to breathe. “It’s us.”

“We’re here, Kid.” Jason leaned forwards to remove the blindfold from your eyes as Dick tried to support you in his arms. You squiremed weakly, still untrusting. But the minute the blindfold was off and you had finished adjusting to the onslaught of light. You broke.

You collapsed into Dicks arms, sobbing and shaking. He cupped the back of your head with his hands and held you, giving Jason and Duke a nervous glance. Your blood had already begun to stain the front of his suit as you whimpered in his arms, clinging to him tightly.

When he tried to shift you, you let out a sob and clung to him tighter. He wasn’t sure if it was because he had hurt you or because you were scared he was going to leave you. Probably both.

“Y/N?” Jason whispered, moving to crouch by your side. “ We’re here now. We’re going to get you home okay? Can you tell us what happened?”

You shook your head and buried your face into Dicks chest trying to block out the pain.

Eyes turned to Duke who watched you with sad eyes. They observed as he surveyed the room, taking in the horrors that the light revealed. And he couldn’t help the gasp that slipped out of his lips.

He paled at what he saw. Winced at the way your face contorted with pain as the woman towered over you, tossing you about the room like a ragdoll and slashing you with various tools as she screamed at you. He saw how she would catch you off guard by sneaking up on you in the dark as some cruel game to satisfy her sick amusement. He felt sick.

In the time it took for him to see the echo of your agonies, Dick had managed to coax enough for him to stand so they could bring you out of the room and get you urgently to medical attention.

The two looked at him expectantly. And once he had managed to stutter out what he had seen, Jason was tensely clenching his jaw and fists.

Someone was going to bleed tonight. He was going to make sure of that.

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n0tamused · 15 days

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Can i request a drabble with Newbie Assistant reader! x jing yuan? I've been thinking (daydreaming) abt this for a while with my delulu brain. From what qingzu says, he prefers everyone adress him as jing yuan. And not full title.

Where reader is his wife and he can't go 1 minute without hugging her and worst part, she works at the seat of divine foresight and everyone at the seat has to witness his love sick behavior. I imagine especially fu xuan will be pissed like 'get to work, general!'

Honestly just a food for thought u don't have to take this srsly. Luv u, byeee <33

A/n: Anon you got my gears turning with this food and you have successfully dragged me out of the hole of writer's block. Thank you for that and I really hope you enjoy this little drabble I made, specifically for the second prompt! Man I love this man I wanna eat him. Just imagine him with a wife that's also on the strict side and just knows to get him back to his work but he just wants another kiss before he lets her leave his embrace-

Content: female reader, fluff, drabble

Big arms find their place around her waist and before she can pluck them off, Jing Yuan has slotted himself against her back. His chin rested on top of her shoulder and his golden eyes sluggish dragged their gaze over the documents his lovely wife was working on sorting out. A signature smile remained plastered over his lips even when he felt the scolding words bubble in your throat.

He never shared her shyness, as he called it, in the workplace. It was nothing that could damage either of their reputation, a little bit of hugging and a few cheek kisses here and there - if anything, he held firm belief that more warm displays of affection could even make the workplace be less stagnant. Why does everyone have to be so stiff? Jing Yuan knew to not cross any boundaries that could make his affections be perceived as something odd or even bad. But in an empty office, like the state it was in now, where no one paid them any mind, he really couldn’t help but pounce at the opportunity.

“Have you finished your paperwork so soon today, General?” she’d bite at him with her words, fully familiar with his tendencies to neglect the piling papers on his desk.

“Certainly. For today I have done the amount my hands could endure” Jing Yuan responded with a peck to the side of her exposed neck, smiling into her skin when he smelled some of his soap there. She smelled so warm, so relaxing, and it made him squeeze her in his arms just a little more. He heard his love exhale at his squeeze, and despite the facade she tried to keep on, he could see traces of a smile on her pretty lips when he lifted his gaze. “And what did we say about name calling? I’m Jing Yuan to you, your white lion, your husband, am I not?” He playfully nips at her ear, his warm breath fanning across her skin and making her hairs stand on their ends. “Or have you decided to take back your vows all of a sudden?” That gains a reaction out of you, a huff of a chuckle flying past your mouth at the absurd way he delivered that question. He sounded so serious about it, offended even, making her shift in his embrace.

“Jing Yuan-”

“You just keep gaining more beauty, my love, do you know?”

A long sigh and her shaking her head tell him enough, and he smiles when he sees her smile. “Don’t try to weasel your way out of this. Unhand me now, my dearest husband-” she says it as if she hates it, swatting at his hands until their grip falters. She could swat at them all she wanted but she knew that getting him off of her in this instant would be like trying to separate a nail from the flesh. “You may have done what you think is all for today, but I have more work to get to.. Tell you what..” her eyes finally grace him with the attention of her gaze and he feels like kissing her again, but he refrains as to hear her out. “If you tend to all those papers I’ll pamper your scoundrel self once we are back home, hm? If you don’t, well you can expect the cold shoulder and the couch as your bedroom until it gets done”

“You are too cruel to me, my dear, you hurt me so..” he feigns offense, all while he leans in and litters her cheek with feather kisses before he finally gets to her lips. One of his hands had snuck its way up and held her other cheek in its palm, tilting her head towards him as he pressed his lips against hers.

"You know I must resort to rougher measures when you're slacking off-" "Shhh.." he hushes her and places another kiss to her mouth.

Safe to say, that paperwork did get done later. And Jing Yuan got to enjoy a really touchy afternoon with you in his arms.

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deanbrainrotwritings · 3 months

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— KEEP THE LIGHTS ON

SUMMARY : “Hi!! First time requesting a fic so if this is dumb.. well yeah. A fic where Dean and the reader are about to do it (😏😏) and hes very focused on her thighs/hips area and she's got stretch marks there and he traces/kisses/grabs them? It's rough, intense, and passionate? 😳😶 okay love you and your writing byeee 🏃‍♀️” — anon

PAIRING : dean winchester x fem!reader

CHARACTERS : none

WARNINGS/TAGS : explicit(18+), smut, as always unspecified skin colour and weight (lol),

WORD COUNT : 2.0k

A/N : close your eyes song title. I loved this request as soon as I got it, and that’s why it didn’t take long! I’ve seen some stretch marks are lighter than the skin and others are darker than the skin and also that they feel like grooves so, I hope this is okay! *insert Scott Pilgrim and the L-word scene bc I can’t say ILY* AND HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY Xx

You’d never been so comfortable and confident with a man before. Comfortable with yourself. Confident in your own skin.. Every insecurity you had in every other aspect of your life, sex-releated or not, flew out the window because you knew Dean.

He had a way of making you feel beautiful all the time. Either with his facial expressions when you caught him staring, his words when you were alone, his actions at any chance he had to get his hands on you. He was very expressive, wordlessly so, and gesticulating.

You had to get to know the real him to understand him and, you know… he’s complicated. He’s guarded, but beneath all that there’s a soft centre to him, like a brownie. And overall, he’s sweet and good and soft. Perfect. Like a brownie.

Eventually, getting a read on him gets easier, but not entirely easy. Which is why he was currently taking your breath away with his lips moving down your neck and his hands tangled in your hair as he guided you down the hallway to his room. But only after admitting he’d been wanting to get you in his bed for years and you’d be damned if you let your fears and worries get in the way of getting your first taste of him after pining for him almost as long as he’d carried a torch for you.

You had to be stupid to believe that Dean was shallow and cared only about a woman's appearance or attractiveness. You never thought you weren’t enough all those times Dean left with or hit on any women but you. All you thought was that he simply didn’t see you that way, which was only half of the truth. He wanted something more than one night with you and he just didn’t have the guts to tell you so.

But tonight, after a sleepy hangout at the Dean Cave, after watching a variety of movies that Dean liked—movies he excitedly wanted you to enjoy as well when you said you’d never watched them before. And then going to the kitchen to get more snacks for the next film…

Well, you don’t really remember what led to it, maybe you said something in your exhausted state. Or maybe he did. You had a feeling that if you made the first move and confessed something you wouldn’t have in the right state of mind, he’d hold it over you and tease you about it—if everything went well.

Or maybe it was just a buildup of every little thing that the two of you shared with each other and all the history and all of everything else that you were.

Now that you had his mouth on yours, quick and firm and desperate for attention and for a taste of you… You had a feeling making your stomach flutter. To some extent, the two of you were very aware of each other’s feelings and still decided to do nothing about it.

What a waste of fucking time.

Still, something about waiting made this much more intense. Your skin ignited at his touch when his fingers snuck up into your shirt. Your flesh became warmer and warmer after each rapid heartbeat, excitement from his wet, breathy kisses. The air in your lungs failed to escape correctly, failing to reach the full capacity of oxygen the more thrilled you became.

You wanted to devour him whole. But all you could do was kiss him back with as much passion and fervour as you possibly could. Your palms smoothed up scarred skin, flushed and warm and taut. Your nails scratched and your fingers tugged at anything of his that you could hold onto.

When you got to his room, he’d made your head spin more than it already was from his kiss when he pushed you into his bedroom door to shut it.

“Sweetheart,” he moaned against your mouth and your breath audibly hitched. The sound of his voice, the way he spoke that pet-name to you made your stomach clench and your clit throb. Or maybe it was the way he pinned your lower body to the door with his hips and the way he held your gaze when he flexed his hand beneath your shirt, his fingers spread across your ribcage.

His other hand moved back up to your cheek and his thumb brushed against your cheekbone. Your lips parted at first when he did that and your eyes searched his curious eyes longingly, but he seemed to be on his own mission. You bit your lip anxiously instead as you attempted to maintain eye contact, your cheeks burned when his green eyes dropped down to your lips. All you could feel was his erection pressed into your soft skin through the flimsy layers of his pyjama pants.

And then his cock twitched.

It was driving you crazy.

Being this close to him felt like a chemical reaction. You bubbled as he came into contact with you and you could probably evaporate into nothing if you were just a reactant. You never thought you’d feel consumed entirely by a person as if they were a reagent. You’d be embarrassed if it were anyone else but Dean who made you feel this pathetic.

Your eyes reacted faster than your body when Dean dove back down to capture your bottom lip. He sucked on it softly and rolled his hips into you and you breathed shakily against his mouth at the combination of pleasant sensations that occurred simultaneously.

You buried your fingers in his hair and then you felt his own gripping your hips tightly. God, you wished he’d dig into you and mark you permanently, but instead your thoughts ran through the imaginary engine of a plane and turned into smithereens when his tongue entered your mouth.

He lifted you up and his hands slid roughly from your ass to your thighs. You clung to him and kissed him hard, pouring yourself wholly into the kiss until he drunkenly stumbled to his bed and dropped you into it. All the while, he was still completely attached to you and getting more desperate now that you were as malleable as dough in his expert hands.

He pulled away from you breathlessly, lips parted and wet and red and perfectly kissed. His cheeks puffed a little and he had a tiny smile that shined mostly in his eyes when they fluttered open. You thought you’d be sucked right into his dilated pupils as he admired you beneath him, but he went right back to your neck and your cleavage while his hands pushed and pulled away at your clothes to get you naked.

For the fraction of a second, your body snapped out of the trance he’d placed you in when you felt his fingers trace and dip gently into the marks on your skin. The magic was gone only for a few moments when you opened your eyes to him between your bare legs, he looked up at you in surprise. Surprised at your reaction.

“What?” He frowned at you. The cute pout made your eyes brighten and your body relaxed once more as you smiled down at him.

You were hesitant and he was patient. And then his expression mirrored yours, smiley. But he was so soft, with those crinkles at the corner of his eyes, and those dimples above his pillowy lips. He didn’t even make a big deal out of it and that made you release a soft breath and with it, the tension disappeared from your body.

“Are you sure?” You asked him, pressing your teeth into your bottom lip. He lifted a brow at you before both brows came together in amused confusion. He slowly pulled himself up your body and shamelessly dropped his hips at your centre, practically grinding his covered erection against your bare, wet core.

You inhaled sharply and he smirked at you. He slid his forearm up beside your head to balance his upper body above yours and continued to brush his thumb against the lines you were more than familiar with that resided at your hips.

“Wanna hear it explicitly, is that it?” He murmured, his tongue dipping out to pull his lower lip into his mouth. Then he planted his teeth on the shimmering, plump flesh. What a journey.

You were amused when your eyes flickered back up to his and you pulled your own lip between your teeth. He was cocky and maybe it didn’t help that you were a mess beneath him, but you couldn’t help yourself.

“I’m gonna fuck you hard in my bed,” he told you. Your eyes widened slightly and you breathed unevenly as he rocked his hips against your heat. “But first, I’m gonna memorise every inch of your body and I’m gonna make you wait ‘til I’m satisfied. And only then,” he whispered, dropping kisses along your cheek and jaw, “I’ll give you what you want.”

You licked your lips and allowed Dean to move lower to pepper kisses along your breasts until he slowly made his way back down between your legs. Part of you wanted to whine when he brushed his fingers over your stretch marks again, but there was something about how casual he was about them that made you want to see where this was going.

“What do I want?” You grinned down at him just as his lips made contact with the lines in contrasting colour to your skin. He smirked and looked at you through his lashes. His warm breath tickled your thighs when he chuckled and you shivered, bumping his bicep playfully with your knee.

“Me, I hope,” he answered, almost bashfully. He buried his fingers into your hips and pulled at your skin, following the lines that decorated your body while keeping his eyes on you. You squirmed as he continued to touch and mouth at your stretch marks. “But mostly, my dick.”

You laughed, “what?” And Dean nipped at your hip, along a few lines on either side of your body and your body shuddered pleasantly.

“You asked what you wanted. I said: me and my dick,” he recapped for you playfully. You rolled your eyes at him, but you couldn’t help smiling. Dean went from playful to sexy and dragged his lips down your pelvis. Your hips wiggled in anticipation and your breath became shallow, but Dean only breathed against your soaked cunt. “If… all ‘a this proves anything.”

The warm air slipping between his lips aroused you to the point of wanting to pull his face between your legs and trap him there with your thighs. You felt yourself turn hot at his words, both from embarrassment and from lust.

“Dean, please,” you begged with a whiny laugh.

Instead of replying with something witty, he swirled his tongue around your ntrance with a moan. You felt his spit and you held your breath when he flatted his tongue and dragged it up to your clit. You closed your eyes and arched your back when he sucked and flicked the tip of his tongue against your clit.

And then it was all gone and your body became loose once more. You opened your eyes to Dean pulling his shirt over his head, exposing the freckled skin you’ve always wanted to kiss and mark with your mouth when you patched him up on hunts.

Before you could get your hands on him, he got out of bed and pulled his pants and boxers down his legs swiftly. He barely gave you time to see, to admire what you came to accept as the prettiest cock you’d ever seen.

“I told you,” he smirked, slipping between your legs and lowering himself on your body to kiss you. “I’m takin’ my time.” You groaned in protest against his lip, but eventually every complaint you had on taking it slowly dissipated from your mind as he pushed and pulled at your body in ways you didn’t think you’d liked until he began working your body.

You didn’t want to admit it, but dammit… Sex with Dean was better and more satisfying than the sex you had with any other man.

You couldn’t tell Dean that. Never. It’d go to his head. Rightfully so, but still. All you could think about is the embarrassment he’d cause you to feel by reminding you, every chance he had—with that smug smirk of his—about how good you said he makes you feel. Better than any other man.

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jade-jini · 6 months

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YOU BETTER WRITE VIRGIN LOSER G!P MINJEONG WHERE SHES LIKE

“y/n i have no idea where your clit is can you help me out :((??”

and then once she shoves her cock inside she’s like “damn its so… tight um nngh” and then she cums bc shes such a loser

OMG my first ask is one of my fave writers🙊 Imma flex yes bdjdndk 😎

OK BUT all this starting because I was bullying minjeong in the chat so you know I have to make it virgin loser g!p jeongie x bully (but not really) reader.

Going from daily annoying her; taking her books and stretching so she won’t be able to reach for them, pushing her out of the way, stealing her dessert knowing damn well she was excited to eat it :( “Thank you Jeongie I was hungry byeee” and you would kiss her on the cheek, making her shy and buying you enough time to run away with the food “y/n wait! That’s unfair :(” like poor puppy 🥺

To constantly teasing her. Trapping her against her locker every morning, saying “good morning Jeongie” right on top of her lips making her sigh and completely blanks out, teasing her every time she talked with a girl and looked shy or nervous (minjeong didn’t know this was out of jealousy ‘cause why is anybody talking to YOUR loser?), calling her out and telling her she was such a virgin, Sitting on her lap before the class starts and she just gasps because you keep moving. Why are you doing this to her??? when you have a perfect chair right next to her (yes, she was your seat mate, how unlucky for her huh?) And she just doesn’t have the courage to tell you to move (plus even tho it was wrong it felt too good). You’re so busy saying how she’s such a nerd because of her little Pokemon stickers and plushies that mind you were a gift from her other nerdy friends (yes the other Aespa girlies), that you don’t notice how you’re affecting her 😭 until you feel something hard against your ass and when you instinctively were to get up she automatically grabs your hips to stop you fbdkdn

“Oh someone is enjoying herself a little too much huh little pervert? You’ve probably never had a girl on your lap before.” you whisper in her ear with such a mean smirk and she just whimpers because it’s so embarrassing that is true:((( she got hard in class and right in front of her crush bully. She was gonna panic and then you just “Don’t worry puppy, I’ll help you after class. Just behave until we’re out.”

AND MINJEONG IS ABOUT TO LOSE IT ‘CAUSE NOBODY HAS EVER SAID SOMETHING LIKE THAT TO HER???? but she’s an obedient puppy so she does as you say. She was trying to distract herself from the literal fear she was feeling thinking about what you were gonna do to her. She has never done shit with nobody so she was genuinely nervous 😭 until she felt your hand under her desk, teasing her over her pants. Minjeong looked at you almost begging you to stop because that poor creature felt like she could come right there in that classroom, but you simply told her to stay quiet with your finger, so she had to endure the rest of the lecture with her boxers wet with her precum 💀. After class she got up super fast, covering herself with her bag actually considering running away feeling too scared of pussy but you grabbed her arm firmly.

“Your car or mine?” You asked her. She gulped, catching herself unable to escape you. “wait you don’t have one I remember. You’re always walking home. Lame. C’mon.” Why are you so mean 😭

“A-are you sure that’s a good idea? I thought you were joking…” she said with her little shy voice 🥺 she’s so pathetic and cute. The reason you loved annoying the sht outta her was because of how endearing you found her! She was such a cute little loser who just needed to get ruined.

You rolled your eyes and simply dragged her to your car. Once you got to your place you lost no time and pushed her to your bed, straddling her and kissing her and when I tell you Minjeong can’t stay still 😭 she doesn’t know how to act or what to do she just knows 1. She needs to get her pants out of the way NOW and 2. You were the only one who could help her right now. “Y/n.. please” she’d moan, feeling you moving on top of her again, this time with much more intension. She kept pushing her hips up trying to get more friction. “God you’re so desperate, can’t even let me have my fun before we start” you’d scold but bro fvck you you were just as desperate, you just knew how to hide it better. But it became too hard to hide the way your mouth was almost drooling once you put minjeong’s pants and boxers down because this girl is BIG. And not only big but also idk her dick is just so.. pretty?! Knfkfj like it just looks so amazing, size aside Idk-

So you wasted no time and put her dick inside your mouth, as deep as possible and goshhh minjeong’s eyes went completely to the back of her head. She’s never felt such sensation. Getting deepthroated during your first blowjob is an experience not a lot of people get so she was lucky af “aghh.. y/n.. oh my..~” she’d moan your name so softly it was almost heart melting. That if it wasn’t ‘cause she was literally balls deep inside your throat- anyway. She did sound both so hot but so cute, moaning and whimpering and grabbing your hair a little bit with her shaky hands Aww. You thought she was just a sensitive one but oh stupid you how didn’t you notice it was more than just that??

Once you could feel her breathing a little too irregular, knowing she was close, you got up not wanting her to come yet. You heard her groaning and laughed at her. “Shut up, you’re not the only one who gets to feel good here are you?” You teased her while getting completely naked and Omg 😳 minjeong’s face got sooo red ‘cause she has never seen a girl naked before. So she quickly covered her eyes and you thought she was just a shy loser bsdjfn “I literally just had your cock in my mouth what are you so shy about” “y/n! Hmmm…”. But she said nothing else and once she took her hands off her face you were lying down right in front of her, looking like a goddess and Omg 😵‍💫 her brain stopped working. She’s trying to learn so the best next step would be to get closer and kiss you right? Yes. So that she does, getting in between your legs trying to do it as confident as possible. “Fuck me, jeongie~” you whispered in her ear and gosh she was so ready for it but also so naive about how that was gonna happen 😭 the few videos her useless pervert friends have shown her are those where you can’t see Wtf is going on between the couple’s legs. Her cock was right against your clit (but she didn’t know that lmao) so when she moved and you moaned ‘cause of the friction, she connected it with her doing something right, so she continued but since the contact was also making her feel good, she started moving faster and a little.. abrupt 😭

her cock moved up a little too much. She was too shy to look so the tip literally ended up resting on your bellybutton BSKSNSKS. Minjeong didn’t notice it but you did. She rubbed it against your body a little bit and for the first couple seconds you thought she was just trying to tease you in her own weird nerd way but you grew both tired of that and desperate to feel her deep inside you already so you told her to stop playing and fuck you already. Poor thing panicked again 😭 she grabbed her cock and stared at it and then at your pussy, not knowing how was she supposed to do this 💀but you were always teasing her about being a virgin so at least you knew and it wouldn’t be so weird if she asked for help right? Right?

“Umm.. y/n?” She’d start, clearly confused and nervous. Which made YOU confused ‘cause why the fuck wasn’t she inside you yet?? “It’s just I’m not sure how.. you know.” And Omg that’s when it hit you. “I don’t wanna do something wrong or hurt you or-”

“Hold on. Minjeong.. have you done this before??”

“Hmm? No? I-I thought you knew. You’re always calling me a virgin!” She answered in a defensive tone lol but that’s ‘cause wdym you didn’t know 😨 now she was even more nervous and embarrassed!

“It was just to tease you! How would I know that? But gosh you are pathetic.”

“And you’re so mean :(” Dbdkfn Aww leave her aloneee🥺🥺 “could you ugh.. help me out please? I wanna make you feel good :(” and Aww how could you be mean to her when she was saying those things and asking for help with such a cute face 🥺 you just sighed and rolled your eyes before smiling at her softly.

“Here.” You started, grabbing her cock, making her groan and bite her lip (that woman is hot 🫵🏼). “So right here is the clit, pay attention to this ‘cause the more you stimulate it the better I’ll feel.” You explained to her, teasing yourself with the tip of her cock. And she just went ohhh :o with those puppy eyes she has dndnfk fvckin loser melts my heart istg. You started guiding her a little lower, so she could finally get inside your hole. You decided to move and get the tip inside yourself which with how big she was, was already your own little challenge “g-god.. now you just push it more.. a-and fuck me already.” You told her, already needing more of her. And so she slowly started pushing her cock deeper and deeper inside your pussy, mumbling about how good you felt, her head already in the clouds. Once she was fully in, you let out a big trembling sigh trying to get used to such a big thing inside you. Minjeong was trying her best to stay in a slow tempo at first, worried she might hurt you because you had a painful expression 🥺 but baby didn’t know that it was both hurting but feeling so fucking good. Until you basically ordered her to go faster, while your nails went to her back.

So she started fucking you deep and fast, making you moan so loud which only motivated her to go faster and faster “God you’re so tight.. so warm… hmmgn feels too good y/n… y/n!” She’d cry with a string of voice. She was pounding you so good, grabbing your legs and sucking on your nipple like a fucking baby. It was all way too good. Before you were even closer to your own climax tho she was already coming inside you 💀 poor loser barely lasted but cmon cut her some slack she is a virgin anyway. Plus you can always train her so she’ll get better with time 😌(and when I add cockwarming her in the future then what). She came so much inside you it was dripping down your thighs once she pulled out and it looked so fucking hot… but poor baby felt embarrassed :c

“I-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to finish so fast, you just feel too good..” she said out of breath with a pout :( Aww she thought y’all were done silly puppy.

“It’s ok, it’s not like we’re done anyway” you told her and she just tilted her head looking at you, until you turned her around and started riding her 😭 you hadn’t come yet >:( you didn’t care if it was her first time or not, you were gonna teach her how to make you come with her cock from day one. And that’s how you spent the whole night milking that girl until she actually passed out ‘cause of the overstimulation bdidnds. Needless to say her cock was still inside you as you both fell asleep <3

Y’all’s morning routine barely changes dnndkf. Just that now you drive her to school whenever you spend the night together and take her home after class. You keep teasing her every morning against her locker, but now before saying good morning (like you didn’t see her literally the moment you woke up) you actually kiss her, always pulling her lip making her lose her train of thought and she just sighs and follows you to the classroom with the silliest dreamy expression in her face 😭 she’s such a cutie.

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hummusxx · 4 months

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I Don't care -JB5

parings: Jude Bellingham x fem!reader

summary: It's New Year's Eve in Madrid. Everyone is out having parties and celebrating the new year while u is stuck home sick with the flu. Your boyfriend tries to cheer you up.

Of course. The only handful of days Jude and I can go out together is spent inside on the couch, watching some stupid show. I just had to go and get the flu. My aunt had forgotten to inform everyone that her demon of a child had every sickness known to mankind at Christmas dinner

" Babe get the frown off your face- Everything is alright " Jude tried to reassure me as he was walking towards the couch with a steaming hot bowl of soup.

I look at him in disbelief.

"No Jude. We were supposed to have fun tonight and go out. Not say home and watch this stupid show in clothes that smell like we haven't showered in years." With a frown on my face, I bury my head into the couch cushion.

I start to hear loud bangs and realize that fireworks are going off. I look outside the window with a somber look.

"Um excuse you but The Sopranos is one of the best shows in the world" Jude says offensively as he sets down the bowl.

"-and i wouldn't want it any other way. Just Me and My girl, alone, in pjs, watching a dumb show as u say." he sits next to me, laying his arm around my shoulder and pulling the blanket over him.

"Stop you're going to get sick Jude," I say, as I try and push him to the other side of the couch.

Jude doesn't move any inch. After my pity attempt to move him, he reaches and grabs the bowl on the table and starts to feed me like a mother would her babe.

"Judie I'm not a baby" I whine.

Well, you're my baby" he says, laughing as he watches me frown.

He suddenly puts down the bowl and makes his way into the bedroom.

"Jude where are u going."

"Just a sec" he responds. His voice was muffled by the loud fireworks outside.

He comes back in with a hat and party blower that says,'Happy New Year.'

"Jude what- How did u get this stuff." I say as u sit up from the couch.

Jude moves over to me and puts the hat on my head and the blower in my hand. He walks over to the kitchen and open the fridge.

He grabs 12 grapes for both of us and sits down on the couch.

"I grabbed all this while I was out getting your soup" I stare at him in disbelief. My eyes start to water.

" I know how bad u wanted to go out tonight, so I brought the out to you," he says while turning on the broadcast of the clock in Puerta del sol.

I look at the time, it's 11:57. It's almost the new year.

" Jude"

"mhm" he turns to look at me.

"I love you so much and I'm so grateful for everything that has happened to us this year."

He looks at me and grabs my hands

"Baby you have helped me so much this year and i am forever grateful for u" He Kisses my forehead right at the clock Strucks 12.

The chimes start and we eat the grapes.

We both finish them all in the chimes.

"Happy New year baby' he says as he grabs my head..

"Jude you're going to get sick" i say leaning in

"I don't care."

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heyyy everyonee i hope this was good. I haven't wrote in ages it feels like so im happy to have a new piece out. In Spain, they have a tradition of eating 12 grapes with the 12 chimes of the clock in puerta del sol and if u finish all 12 you will have a good new year full of luck. So since Jude has moved to spain decided to include it in because it just felt right. If u liked it plssss repost or comment. Love yall and byeee

I wanted this to be posted on new years eve BUT I literally can’t wait so here it is early 😉

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stargirlrchive · 1 year

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ocean eyes: chapter five ✩ jake sully

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summary: widow!jake sully x female!reader, 10 year age-gap. jake is lowkey sunshine <3 reader is grumpy! arranged marriage/marriage of convenience + wc - 2,099

comments: hi babies, chapter five! i loved this chapter, it is just build up from dramaa, RAHHH i hope you love her! she was so fun to write, okay byeee <3

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Jake lazily threw his arm over your stomach as you made way to leave, his face nuzzled into the crook of your neck as he mumbled quietly, “Where are you going?”

His fingers rubbing at the exposed skin of your abdomen was making your mind fuzzy, cheeks painted a dark pink at the intimate gesture. You were finding it hard to part from him, and with great resistance the words fell from your mouth, “I must head home.”

The two of you had spent hours in the forest, his fingers tracing along your skin, getting familiar with your body and everything that made you tick. Still you wondered why he decided to stay, why he was still kissing you and holding you. It made no sense, but you welcomed it all the same.

Jake shook his head, pulling you closer, “Just a little longer.”

You felt yourself pulling away from him, despite not wanting to. “Ronal will skin me alive. It is late.”

Jake laid flat against the floor, huffing out a breath as he watched you change yourself, “I see you every night sneaking back into the beach, you know?”

You weren’t sure why but his confession made you laugh, turning to look back at him, “Didn’t know you were watching my every move.”

Jake sat up, his eyes falling down to your lips, “Can’t seem to stop.”

There was no humorous bite in his tone, only honesty and the more his eyes scanned over your face, the more nerves began to wrap around your throat. He suddenly made you nervous. “Well then you would know, I am always back by this time.”

You sighed quietly, “Ronal always waits for me, even though she pretends to sleep.”

Your cheeks colored a bit as you realized just how much you were talking, seemingly unable to stop. Jake only hummed, moving closer to you, “Pom?” Kiss.

Jake’s hands moved forward to cradle your face, pulling you closer as your eyes fluttered shut at how gentle he was being with you. His lips fell flat against yours, pulling your breath away as you melted into him. His lips were soft and he tasted so sweet, lightly nipping on the plump of your bottom lip as he pulled away. “Go, because I cannot guarantee I will let you leave if you stay longer.”

You let out a deep breath, Jake’s face softly nuzzling against yours before you pulled away. You hesitated for a few seconds before you were off, walking quickly back to your marui. Your fingers fell to your mouth, enjoying the numbness that had fallen upon them after having been kissed for so many hours.

The smile on your face felt permanent, just like the way your chest was warmed with contentment and excitement.

You had expected to slip into your home just as you had every other night since your argument with your sister. But you were surprised to find her sitting by where the five of you would eat your meals. It was dark except for the light of the moon and it sharpened her features. You could see how her face was twisted up in anger. You did not want to do this, you had not felt this happy in so long and had hoped nothing would ruin it. It seemed that your wishes were too much to ask, because as you planned to just slip past her she spoke up, “Where were you?”

You tensed up, fidgeting with your fingers nervously before you turned to look at her, “With Jake, we were training.”

Your voice had pitched up slightly, as it always did when you were being dishonest, “Training at this time?”

You only nodded your head, she was scanning you from head to toe. “You’re lying.”

“No I am not, Ronal.” Your voice pitched up once again, only driving her irritation with you further.

“You reek of him.”

Your face flushed in embarrassment, “He was showing me how to use a bow, sister. That must be why.”

The both of you stood in silence for a few seconds, Ronal’s emotions getting the better of her as she noticed how much of a wedge there was between the two of you. “When did you become so guarded around me?”

Your uneasiness around your sister snapped, treading towards something closer to anger. How could she ask you that? Was she really so blind to just how much of it was her doing?

“When you left me. I needed you, and you left. And you made sure to forget me, I had no space in your life.”

Your voice was thick with emotion and her face scrunched up in confusion. “I never left you.”

“Yes you did! The second you choose Tonowari I was left to slip away in your shadow, always too much for Sa’nok to handle, and then not important enough for you to deal with.”

Ronal felt her throat tighten at the words leaving your mouth, that was never what she intended to happen. She had never wished for you to feel like this. “Tsmuke, I-”

The words were lost on her, unable to think of what to say. “You do not have to say anything. I have grown accustomed to the feeling now.”

Your ears betrayed your words, they were pinned roughly against your head as you met her gaze. Ronal shook her head, unable to stop the way she yearned to hug you and hoped that alone would wash away all the unspoken words she had not told you. But that did not happen, she didn’t know how to close the distance between the two of you, “What happened between you and JakeSully?”

Your lips formed into a thin line, unable to meet her gaze any longer. Her eyes had narrowed in on the way you squirmed under her gaze, and it clicked. “You mated with him?”

Her voice was accusatory, and you did not wish for her to taint the memory with remarks of disappointment. “Yes, and no.”

Her brows furrowed softly, “What do you mean?”

You grunted out quietly in frustration, “Exactly what I said. We-we did not form Tsaheylu if that is what you are asking.”

Her sharp intake of breath caused your eyes to roll, arms wrapping around your chest in sheer annoyance at how dramatic she was being. “Tsumke, this something sacred to us. Why would you give yourself to him? Was it to spite me? To prove- ”

You hissed angrily at her, boiling from the inside out as her words swam through your mind, “Not everything that I do is to vex you! And if you must know, he wasn't even the first.”

A part of you wanted to rub it in her face, let her know how much she had missed in your life. Ronal’s mouth gaped as she floundered under your words, trying to wrack her brain at how she could have missed so much.

Her mind reeling, in those few seconds recalling how she did in fact leave you to fend for yourself. It was not out of not wanting you in her life, it was out of wanting to be a strong role model, someone worthy for you to look up to. She had gone about it so wrong.

She called your name quietly, standing up to make her way towards you, “It was never my intention to make you feel that way. I see now, that although unintentional I have hurt you.”

Ronals eyes watered with tears, voice wobbly as her hands reached out to pull you in. “I-I would like for us to start over. I have missed you even though you have always been so close, syulang.”

The term of endearment had caused your eyes to water, she had not called you that in so long. You met her gaze and it only caused the tears in your eyes to fall. She saw you, for the first time in years you felt like you had your sister back. Your arms wrapped around her neck, pulling her in closely as a sob was ripped from your throat. Her arms pressed tightly to your back, pulling you in closer as she pressed a soothing hand to your hair, her own tears falling freely as she held close. “I have missed you so much, Tsumke.”

She nodded into your hair, squeezing you tightly before she moved away, “Me too.”

She rubbed at the tears that had run down your face and you felt like you could breathe easier, like the strings that had fallen apart at the seams were being mended back together.

You wrapped your fingers around her wrist, tugging lightly, “Come.”

There was a smile etched onto your face as Ronal laughed, shaking her head but she followed nonetheless. “It is too late.”

“Which is why it makes for the perfect time to take a swim. Come on!”

She hesitated for a brief second as your fingers let go of her wrist, you dived deep into the water. She looked back to her marui, yelling out to you as you resurfaced “Wari will be worried if he sees the two of us missing!”

You rolled your eyes at her, “Believe it or not, I am sure Tonowari will be pleased that the two of us have finally made up!”

You turned from her, swimming farther away and before she could think too much about it, she was swimming after you.

Once she was close enough to you, you began to make quiet clicking noises. A few ilu’s swimming around the two of you and you mounted yours quickly. Ronal following suit. You felt so at ease, just as you once had as a young girl, “Follow me!”

You made your way to the cove the two of you had found when you were younger, laughing quietly when Ronal tsked quietly. “I have not been here in years, how did you even remember where this was?”

Your shoulders shrugged, “I never stopped coming here.”

Ronal watched as you dismounted the ilu, a small frown making its way onto her face. She really knew so little of what your life had become, and it caused a deep guilt to settle into her chest, “So, you said JakeSully was not your first-“

Ronal paused as she thought of how to ask this without making the situation so awkward, “Romantic partner?”

The words came out in question, her face flared as you laughed. Floating in the calm waters, “No he was not. My first was Ro’han.”

Ronal felt her mouth drop, voice shrieking lightly, “Wari’s right hand man?!”

You huffed in annoyance, and it was clear to her that there was bitterness related to the memory. “Yes, he was courting me, or so I thought.”

Your head shook slightly as you took a deep breath, “But I was scared you’d grow a distaste for him because it had always been known he was a flirt with all the clan girls our age. And he had also just started under Tonowari-and I did not want to jeopardize that for him so I told him we’d keep it quiet for the time being.”

You gave a particularly hard kick into the water, chest heaving harder at the memory, “He used that to continue speaking to other girls, and when I caught wind of it I panicked. Wrapped up in my own naivety and insecurity, thinking that I loved him. And-I thought that if-if I gave myself to him it would keep him by my side.”

Ronal had reached for you, pity filling her features as she noticed the glossy look in your eyes. Your shoulder shrugged as you tried to play it off, “The next morning, I woke up alone. When I found him he told me he would never have me as his mate, he could not lower himself to the standards of someone who gave it up so easily.”

Ronal felt a spike of anger course through her entire body, it started from the top of her head down to her toes and her fist balled up in anger, “I will kill him myself!”

Your eyes widened at the angry expression on her face, your sister's fury was unmatched and it caused a nervous laugh to rip from your throat, “That is not necessary, tsmuke. It is in the past.”

Your words did little to comfort your sister, “I might have let you before, but-”

Your face burned at the events that happened a few hours ago, “Things are different now.”

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oki oki so basically a muggle bookstore au where shy!remus is a worker there, f!writer!reader just moving into town, and after a while, shes a regular and remus starts to yk, get a little crushy crush. And it’s mutual 2 so thats gud. He finally asks her on a date or sum when its been 6 months since they like talked with like flowers and chocolate and everything (AWWWWW). THEN THEN THEN, they hang out at his house and the other marauders walk in and be like, “you finally asked her out? BOUT FCKING TIME!” And then they all laugh and hang out then BOOM smut! (If you’re comfortable of course!)

sorry if its a weeee bit long, its 1AM when i saw the cry for requests so 🤷‍♀️

BYEEE! (My signature emoji is 🚐)

Whispers of the Page - Remus Lupin

Pairing: Shy!Remus Lupin x F!writer!Reader

Summary: Having recently moved, you were in dire need of more books. But the last thing you expected was to catch the owner of the bookshop's attention.

Word count: 4k+ (I went overboard)

Warnings: Smut (My first smut ever posted plz be nice) Kissing, shy Remus?? Is that a warning?

A/N: Thank you so much for requesting!! You're my first request EVER so thank you I appreciate it so much! I hope I did your request justice, I tried my hardest :)

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Humming quietly, your heels click along the cobbled path. You hold your coat up above your head in a desperate attempt to keep your hair dry. Goosebumps spread over your skin, and you sigh in relief when you find the store you’ve been wanting to visit for weeks now.

Rushing into the warmly lit shop, the bell jingles when you enter. The smell of old books and candles immediately engulfs you, warming your body from head to toe and you shift so your coat is slung over your arm.

Your heeled boots are quiet against the patterned carpet, and you take a few moments to take everything in. The bookshop is covered with books, ones that look brand new and others that have been well loved, their spines cracked and pages doggy-eared. Lamps light the room, placed in every nook and corner of the cramped space.

Looking to the right, you jump slightly when you realise you’re not alone. Standing behind a covered counter stands a young man, book in hand as he reads quietly, fingers turning the page every few minutes. He’s dressed well, an old grandpa sweater tucked into a pair of brown dress pants. His brown, shabby hair shields his face, but you peek at the sight of his sharp jawline.

Wanting a proper look at him, you mutter a “Hello,” heart speeding up when he looks at you, his gentle eyes meeting yours. You didn’t expect him to be so pretty. He’s gorgeous. You knew he’d be if his jawline was any indication. His face is covered with scars, but that doesn't diminish his beauty, it adds to it. His cheeks flush when he notices you staring at him and he looks down to bookmark his book before looking up.

“Hi, welcome. Is there anything I can help you with?” His voice is warm and smooth like honey, a red flush warming his cheeks as he avoids eye contact.

You smile at his shyness, moving to a shelf at grabbing ones you find interesting. “No, thank you. I’ve just moved and I wasn’t able to bring any books with me.” You hold up your hands that are already stacked with books. “I need to stock up.”

You hear him place his book down from where you're inspecting this fantasy book, listening to his quiet steps as he walks towards you. He leans against the shelf beside you, awkwardly placing his hand on his hip before dropping it, falling to his side as he stands straight, cheeks still tinted red.

“Do you need any book recommendations?” He questions, his eyes finally coming in contact with yours. You feel a cool shiver run down your spine but you ignore it. “Yeah,” You shoot him a shy smile, “I’d love some.” It was a slight lie. Sure, you’d love more book recommendations but you definitely didn't need any to add to your long list of books to read.

He starts listing off more books, seemingly more comfortable while he wanders around the store, picking up books as he goes. “So,” He starts, “You said you’ve just recently moved?” He inspects an older-looking book before adding it to the pile.

“Yeah, I decided it was time to leave my home town and focus more on writing.”

“Writing, eh? What do you write?”

Your cheeks heat, though you will them not to, readying for the teasing to come. “I write romance books.” His eyes perk up, shooting me a small smile as he adds another book to the pile. “I love romance books. Written any that I’d know?”

I laugh, following him to the counter. “No, I haven’t published a book. Yet.”

He starts scanning the books, placing them in a brown paper bag as he does. “Well, you must tell me when you do. I want to read it.” His cheeks flush as he speaks the words, hands slightly shaking while he rings you up.

You notice the cost being cheaper than you expected and shoot him a curious look which he just whispers a quiet “Half price.” You will your cheeks not to heat, paying for the books with a barely concealed smile. You go to leave, bag in hand but stop at the exit.

“What’s your name?”

He looks up from where he’s staring blankly at his book. “Remus. You?”

You mutter your name, trying your best to not skip down the pathway, already planning your next visit to the store.

–

Your next visit was only a week later, and your mind coming up with multiple excuses to go back all week until you finally came up with a viable one.

It’s your nephew's birthday soon and he loves reading as much as you do so you’ve decided to stop by the store to pick up a present for him. Bell ringing as you enter, you notice Remus isn’t standing behind the counter like before and frown.

Warm glow guiding your path, you make your way to the young adult section, hands tracing the spines of books as you search for a specific one. Your head turns at the sound of shuffling coming towards you. Heating when you spot Remus making his way to you, a pile of books in hand while he searches for an empty spot on the shelves.

He looks up and jumps when he spots you, eyes wide and cheeks flushing almost instantly. Biting your lip to withhold your laughter, you attempt to control your smile. “Sorry, did I spook you?”

He snaps out of his trance, shooting a bright smile your way. “Sorry, I didn’t see you there.” He laughs breathlessly, hand reaching up to scratch the back of his neck before he remembers the books in his hands and hurries to catch them before they fall to the floor.

“You wouldn’t happen to have They Both Die At The End in that pile, do you?” You grin, gesturing to the books in his hands.

“Not on me, but I think I have a couple of copies in the back. Let me just put these books away and I’ll grab one.” You nod and follow behind him while he puts the last few books away, waiting outside the ‘staff only’ door while he goes around back and grabs the book

Your next visit was only a week later, and your mind coming up with multiple excuses to go back all week until you finally came up with a viable one.

He looks up and jumps when he spots you, eyes wide and cheeks flushing almost instantly. Biting your lip to withhold your laughter, you attempt to control your smile. “Sorry, did I spook you?”

“You wouldn’t happen to have They Both Die At The End in that pile, do you?” You grin, gesturing to the books in his hands.

“Thank you,” You grin when he hands you the book, walking to the counter while he follows. You spot a worn book on the counter and recognise it immediately. “You’re reading Pride and Prejudice?”

“Re-reading,” He corrects. “It’s one of my favourite books.” He smiles, stuffing his hands in his pants pocket while he stares.

“It’s one of my favourite books too!” You exclaim, rather too enthusiastically. “It’s tied with Emma.”

He breaks the short eye contact and scans your book. “I haven’t read that yet, but I’ll add it to my list.”

You grow shy, hands fiddling with your sweater nervously. “Yeah, you could tell me what you thought about it, too.” His eyes widen adorably at your words, cheeks red as a tomato while he nods furiously.

“Y-yeah.” He hands you the book and you smile, making your way to the exit. “I’ll see you next time, Remus.”

–

‘Next time’ turned into visiting his shop fortnightly, your bank account getting lighter each time you visited the shop. Over time, through scarce conversation, you’ve learnt that Remus owns the bookshop and is the only one who works there, and that, out of his two best friends Sirius and James, he’s the only one who enjoys reading.

He’s learnt that you’re working part-time at this bakery while you work on getting your first book published and that you’ve been writing for years, but only decided to turn it into a profession recently.

It’s clear that Remus likes books, and he’s visibly more comfortable when talking about them. Instead of his quiet voice, he gets louder and waves his hands around in enthusiasm. You find it adorable and have to bite your tongue to stop yourself from asking him out every time.

You’re not even sure he likes you. I mean, sure, he’s all blushy and shy around you but he could act like that around everyone.

Months of talking and wandering around the bookstore have gone by, and every day you find it harder to control your infatuation with him.

And, though you admire the beautiful bookshop, you’re dying to actually go out with him.

And that’s what brings you here today, on a cloudy day, rain threatening to fall at any moment. You don’t have any books to buy, or any recommendations you want, you’re only here for one thing and one thing only; to ask Remus out.

The familiar ring of the bell greets you as you enter, your eyes instinctively searching for Remus, spotting him in the corner of the store, his sharp features highlighted by the dimly lit lamps.

He looks up from where he’s dusting a shelf, eyes lighting up as he meets yours. “Hey!” Walking over towards you, he reaches his arm out before awkwardly letting it hang by his side. Casting a look at the ‘Staff Only’ door a few feet away, his hands start fidgeting with his red patterned grandpa sweater. “I uh- I have something for you.” He mutters, suddenly shy as he avoids your eyes.

Your eyes light up, cheeks turning a light shade of pink. “Really? You didn’t have to get me anything.” His cheeks flush even redder if possible, and you bite your tongue to hold back a loud ‘awww.’

“It’s in the back. Let me just-” He gestures to the back door before hurriedly walking through it. Your eyebrows raise when you hear loud thumping and quiet swearing.

“Remus? Are you okay?” The sounds of crashing stop immediately and he clears his throat before responding. His voice still cracks when he shouts, “I’m coming!”

That’s what she said.

A second later he comes back out, a hand behind his back as he attempts to hide whatever crinkles behind him. You take a deep breath and feign confidence. “I’ve actually been meaning to talk to you too.”

He nods in acknowledgement, using his free hand to scratch awkwardly at his nose. “I-I would prefer if I talked first.”

You nod your head, offering him a reassuring smile. He smiles in return before showing me what was behind his back. You can’t stop the small gasp from passing your lips, eyes wide as you take the ‘bouquet’ of books from his stretched-out hand.

“T-” You clear your throat, “This is for me?” Cheeks hot, he nods and rubs the back of his neck. “I-I also bought you chocolates. I wasn’t sure when I was going to see you next so they’re still at home.” He takes a deep breath and meets your eyes. “Go out with me. Please.”

Your eyes widen an unconstrained snort escaping your nose. Cheeks flushing in embarrassment, you slap your hand against your mouth, and you watch as his head hangs in defeat.

You hurry to fix your mistake. “Wait! No, no, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to laugh. I laugh in a lot of situations, whether good or bad- I once laughed at a wed- That doesn’t matter. What I’m trying to say is that I’d love to go out with you.”

He shakes his head. “You don’t have to if you don’t want to-”

One hand still holding the bouquet, you reach your other hand out to rest on his shoulder, successfully gaining his attention as he looks up to meet your eyes.

“I do, I promise. I just found it funny because I came here today to ask you out but you- you beat me to it. I-It was just funny.” You shrug, awkwardly smiling at him.

“So…You do want to go out with me?” You nod and his eyes light up, flashing you a blinding smile. “How about my place? Sunday? I don’t think my roommates will be home.” His eyes widen. “-Not that I’m trying to get ‘lucky’ or anything.”

You nod your head enthusiastically, “Yeah! I’d love that.” Pulling out your phone, he takes it from your hand. “Just text me the address.”

Long, nimble fingers type in your phone and you attempt to distract yourself from his veiny hands. Your heart beats in excitement, mind already racing through what outfit to wear, and how you’ll style your hair.

How you’re going to get any sleep at all over the next couple of days is beyond you.

—

Knuckles against wood announce your arrival as you stand awkwardly in front of the door, comfy leggings and sweater barely protecting you against the cold, frigid air. Thankfully, you don’t have to wait long, Remus’ smiling face comes into view as he opens the door.

“Hey, come in. It’s freezing out there,” He opens the door wider and you don’t hesitate in walking into the threshold, excited to get away from the horrible weather. He shuts the door behind you, the cold wind blocked off as your body finally starts to warm up.

“Wait here,” Remus says eagerly and you nod, taking the time alone to take your shoes off and calm down your racing heart. His house seems nice, a mixture of Remus and his two roommates Sirius and James personalities peaking through the decorations.

You’re inspecting a miniature aeroplane that lays on a table beside the front door when Remus comes back, a pink heart-shaped box in his hand. He spots you looking at the plane and smiles, “James picked that out. He’s training to be a pilot right now. He loves flying.”

You nod in acknowledgement, shooting him a smile as an awkward silence fills the room. He scratches his head awkwardly before seemingly remembering the box. “Oh! T-this is for you.” He all but shoves it into your hands and you take it gratefully, carefully pulling away the heart-shaped lid to look at all the chocolates inside.

You internally aw, “Thank you! I actually got you something as well.”

He perks up, eyes widening in excitement. “Yeah?” You nod, placing the chocolates down on the table and reaching into your bag to pull it out.

His eyes are blown wide, lips slightly parted as he takes the string-bound pieces of paper from you. “No…Is this what I think it is?” He questions in shock.

“If you’re thinking that this is my first official copy of my book then yes.” He’s shell-shocked, flipping through the pages and admiring the cover. “This-this is amazing, I can’t wait to read it.”

It’s like he can’t control himself as he walks closer to you, wrapping you into his arms, the scent of tea and parchment invading your nose as you stuff your face in his neck. You wrap your arms around his waist, too focused on the way he’s holding you to acknowledge the small ‘thank you’ he whispers your way.

Pulling back a bit, you move your head out of his neck to look at him and he looks down at you with hooded eyes, almost like he’s in a daze. You reach up, one hand wrapping around the back of his neck, standing on your tippy toes as you lean forward.

He does the same, licking his plump lips. His hot breath fans your face and your eyes flutter shut in anticipation. Pulling him closer, your lips are centimetres apart-

“Well, well, what do we have here?” You jump out of his grasp in seconds, turning towards the intruder while Remus swears.

“I thought you guys would be back later.” Remus interrogates. You assume the ‘intruders’ are Sirus and James, easily being able to tell who's who from the amount of stories Remus has told you about them.

Sirius is too busy sending Remus a teasing look to respond so James steps up, “We forgot something, don’t worry, Moony. We’ll be out of your hair in no time.” James leaves to retrieve whatever they forgot while Sirius stands, still smirking at Remus.

He ignores Remus’ glare, turning to face you, “Hello! Sorry I haven't introduced myself, I’m Sirius. And you are?” He apologises though he doesn't sound sorry in the slightest.

You tell him your name, watching as he shoots a teasing smile towards Remus.

“I know you! Remus can’t shut up about you. Honestly, it’s either; ‘She looked so pretty today I almost died’ or, ‘Today's the day, I’m going to ask her out.’ Honestly, I probably know everything about you considering how much Remus talks about you.”

Remus groans quietly from beside you and you place your hand on his arm in reassurance - something Sirius doesn’t hesitate to wiggle his eyebrows at. “I’ve heard a lot about you too, it’s nice to finally put a face to a name.”

“-Yes it is.” James returns from his scavenger hunt, wallet in hand. “Hopefully now that Remus has finally asked you out he’ll stop talking about you so often. It’s always, ‘Her hair is so shiny,’ and, ‘Her eyes are brighter than the sun, they’re the light that guides my path, the sunshine to my moon-”

“Don’t you two have somewhere to be?” Remus’ dark, annoyed voice interrupts, cheeks flaming as he shoots a lethal glare their way.

James’s hands raised in surrender. “Okay then, I guess we should go before Moony over here kills us,” they walk towards the front door, cold air slicing through the warm room, “Remember to wear protection!” He screams before slamming the door shut.

Turning to face Remus, an amused look on your face, he shoves his face into his hands but winces when he realises he’s still holding your book. His muttered threats filtered through the air and you bite your lip to conceal your laughter. He shakes his head, shooting me an apologetic look. “I am so sorry-”

“Why?” You laugh, “They seem great.”

He visibly relaxes, “Really?” You nod, “Yeah. Now, what do you want to do? I have heaps of movie recommendations if you want to watch something.”

—

‘Ugh, as if!” Cher’s voice filters through the dim room, bundled in blankets, your head resting on Remus’ shoulder as you watch the movie.

Eyes straying from the screen, you turn your head slightly to look up at Remus. He feels your gaze immediately, “Yes?” He asks, shifting his body so he can see you properly.

You smile, “You’re just so pretty.” His cheeks flush red in record time, hand pulling you closer so your head rests against his chest.

Long, nimble fingers play with your hair while the other rests along your back. You’re practically on top of him now, your legs between his own, face propped up against your hands that lean against his chest.

“You’re pretty too,” He mutters, warm eyes tracing every inch of your face, filled with admiration like you were carved by Zeus himself. “Yeah? Are my eyes brighter than the sun? Do I guide your path-”

You barely noticed his small smile before his lips were on yours. Remus’ lips pressed against yours, emitting a muffled moan from your throat. His mouth takes yours in a mix of tongue and teeth, the hand that was resting against your back moving further down, resting on top of your ass.

You prop yourself up with one hand beside his shoulder the other caressing his cheek. The hand that was playing with your hair now resting on your neck, gripped hard as he pulled you in closer, tongue mixing with yours like you were his lifeline.

His lips move down your throat, the feeling in your gut enhancing as his hands move over your body, hair tickling your neck.

“Please,” You gasp when you finally move away, lips swollen and covered in spit. “Please what?” He questions teasingly, thumb reaching out to stroke your red cheeks.

“I need you,” You whisper. Your stomach somersaulted at the hard feeling of something poking your stomach. Spurred on by his reaction, you kiss him again. He doesn’t waste a second in kissing you back, calloused fingers tracing your body, the pull of his lips eagerly smiling against your own.

His mouth moved downwards, planting little kisses down your neck. Slowly, he shifts so that he’s on top of you, a mess of tangled limbs as you reach for his lips again. One of his hands slides over your hips and up your shirt.

You gasp at the feeling of his warm hands against your cold body, goosebumps trailing after his touch. The other went to your ass, palming gently through your thin leggings. Gently, your hands trailed under his shirt, his hips pressing harder against yours.

“Off,” You mumble through kisses, yanking on his shirt. He pulls away, taking his shirt off in one fluid motion before slamming his lips against your throat, wet mouth biting and sucking at your neck.

You leaned into his touch, quiet moans slipping past your parted lips as you lost yourself in pleasure. Remus’ hips shifted against you, the friction sending a jolt up your spine. Hips moving on their own, you wrap your legs around his jean-clad waist, moving your hips against him, another jolt of pleasure shooting through you.

He groans against your neck, hips meeting yours in sharp thrusts. Hands reaching behind you, he unhooks your bra and slowly drags it down your arms along with your shirt, tossing it to the side.

“You’re so beautiful,” He mutters against your soft skin, his right hand cupping your breast, his other hand sliding lower, rubbing circles against your hip. Gently, his right hand needed the flesh firmly, occasionally squeezing. Your nails dig into his bare back, scratching down the rough skin.

He started rolling your hard nipple between his fingers, your cunt clenching around nothing. Desperate for something, you rut harder against his covered lap, whining in disappointment while he chuckles.

“You want more, huh?” He asks and you nod desperately. Slowly, his hand lets go of your breast, replaced by his mouth, tongue swirling around your nipple. Warm hands trail down your stomach, playing with the waistband of your leggings before pulling them down completely, panties following soon afterwards.

“Are you sure you want this?” He asks and you nod. “Words, sweetheart.” Pulling away, his head eyes track the way your cunt clenches around nothing, wetness running down your thighs as he laughs deviously.

“I want you so bad. Please-” You gasp when his lips land on your left thigh, biting softly as his hands need the flesh roughly. You swallow hard, focusing on the way his mouth gets closer and closer, warm lips kissing up your thigh and towards where you really want him.

The feel of his warm, pointed tongue running up the length of your cunt has your back arching against the sheets, hands reaching out to grip his hair, pulling on the strands desperately as his tongue circles your clit.

His tongue barely dips inside you before running through your slickened folds, the vibrations of his moans further spurring you on. Soft licks against your slit have your hips bucking up into his face, your head falling back against the pillows as you lose yourself in the pleasure.

Your mind goes blank at the feeling of a long, veiny finger filling you up, finger pumping into you while he sucks your clit into his mouth. He adds another finger, stretching you out. Warm breath fanning your cunt, he smirks at you, “Merlin you’re hot.”

You opened your mouth to respond when his fingers curled inside you, eyes snapping shut at the heavenly feeling. Tongue back on your clit, occasionally sucking, you felt your orgasm building up deep inside you, the weight getting heavier when he adds another finger, his moans vibrating through your body.

You were done for, loud moans filling the room, nails holding him against your cunt, thighs shaking around his shoulders as you reach your climax. He works you through it, nimble fingers dragging your orgasm out.

His fingers slip out moments later, your cunt clenching around nothing. You open your eyes to the sight of Remus slipping his slick-covered fingers in his mouth, tongue making sure to get every last bit.

Your hands reach for his pants, hurrying to unzip the denim and pull them down his thighs. “Someone’s need-fuck.” He cuts himself with a groan, head falling against your shoulder as your hands reach into his black boxers, slowly stroking his cock.

He pulls down his boxers, his hard cock springing free and you have to withhold your moan. He reaches into the bedside table to grab a condom, playing with his cock before rolling the condom on.

You lay underneath him and watch in wonderment, hands finding their way to your nipples and rolling them between your fingers. “I need you,” You whisper. His hands stop their movements from where they were kneading your thighs, eyes meeting yours. “Yeah?” You nod. “You’ve had me for months now, baby.”

His mouth is back on yours, tongue tracing your lips as he lowers, one hand by your neck, the other holding your thigh up and against his waist. IMpatinelty, one of your hands move downwards to his cock, lining it up against your soaked entrance. He laughs, “Patience, baby.”

He rubs his tip along your slit before thrusting inside you with a groan, your back arching up, nipples grazing his chest as you moan in pleasure.

With one more roll of his hips, he’s fully inside you, chest pressed up against your own as he starts trailing deep kisses down your throat. Your hands fly up, nails clawing at his neck, pulling him closer when he starts moving.

His hips thrust in slow, fluid motions. Reviling in the low groans coming from the man above you. Forcing your eyes to open, you look down to where your bodies connect, cunt clenching around nothing causing Remus to let out a loud moan.

Nails raking over his skin, you pull him in for a kiss, hot bodies moving in sync as he fucks you deeply. One of your hands trails downwards, towards his stomach and you feel his muscles contract in pleasure.

Mouth open, you moaned in pleasure when he brought your other leg up to wrap around his waist, his cock even deeper than before. The sight of his eyebrows pulled together, beads of sweat dripping down your neck as you close, head falling back against the pillow, needy whines leaving your lips as one of his hands finds your clit, rubbing it aggressively.

“You’re such a good girl. Taking my cock so well,” He grunted against your sweaty skin.

You moaned, hips moving faster against his own as you felt your orgasm building up, nails digging into his shoulders. “Your body is perfect. Like it was made for me,” He slurs, hips slamming hard into you, his loud groans mixed with your moans filling the air, toes curling in pleasure.

“Please, I- gonna cum-” You cut yourself off with a loud moan, his hips thrusting into you with incredible speed as you come, thighs shaking around his waist, breaths coming in short pants.

His head falls against your shoulder, thrusts becoming sloppy as he pumps into you, greedily chasing his own high, moans growing louder and louder. One hand reaching up and into his hair, you gently pull the sweat-soaked strands, “Cum,” You whisper into his ear.

“Fuck,” He whispers before coming inside of you, hips abruptly stopping as his mouth falls open against your warm skin. Goosebumps pebble your skin as he gently pulls out of you a moment later, hands rubbing your body as he places kisses against your skin. You can’t control your smile as you watch him dispose of the condom before laying back down beside you on the bed.

You turn your body to face him, eyes tracing his face. You watch his cheeks flush and can’t withhold a laugh. “What?” He asks, hands running through your hair.

“You just fucked the living daylights out of me and still blush when I look at you,” You respond teasingly, resting your head against his bare chest. He places a kiss on your forehead, looking at you like you hung the moon.

“You make me nervous,” He admits truthfully and your heart speeds up.

“You make me nervous, too.” You whisper.

He looks down, his warm breath fanning your cheek. “Does this mean we can go on a second date?” You laugh, slapping his chest playfully, “Fuck off.”

“I’m going to take that as a yes,” He responds smugly, your heart speeding up at the prospect of going on another date with him.

“It is a yes.”

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zapreportsblog · 9 months

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OH MY LORD I LOVE EVERYTHING YOU WRITE FOR ME ❤️❤️❤️❤️

Now imma bother u again lol.

I need more angst and fluff hahah sorryyy.

So another argument between the poly!volturi kings x reader where they say something like “You are my greatest regret to ever have come into my life.”

And reader burst ot in tears and she is already suicidal so yknow she just gives up, they stop her and so on. And then she Apologises or something and they say some like this.

“You didn’t do anything wrong. Don’t you dare try and apologize for something you haven’t done or anything to do with!”

Pleaseee🙈🙈🙈🙈🙈🙈 Love ya byeee❤️❤️❤️

↱ ending things ↰

➘ summary : remember words can hurt so best be careful with what you say

➘ the volturi x reader , aro x reader x marcus x caius

➘ a/n : I did as asked….though you didn’t say anything about there needing to be a happy ending hehehehe though I gave you the closure of an apology that was the fluff part; cheers!

Within the hallowed halls of the Volturi castle, tension hung heavy in the air, an unspoken weight that seemed to seep into every corner. The kings of the vampire world, Aro, Marcus, and Caius, stood in a circle, their expressions marred by frustration and anger. In their midst stood (y/n), the human mate of these immortal beings, her eyes brimming with a mixture of defiance and hurt.

Arguing had become an unsettling pattern, each disagreement intensifying the fractures within their relationship. Tonight, the culmination of unresolved issues reached a breaking point.

"Why can't you see reason, (y/n)?!" Aro's voice rose with exasperation, his eyes aflame with frustration.

"Because this isn't just about what you want, Aro!" (Y/n)'s voice trembled with emotion, her own frustration taking its toll.

Caius, his usual calm veneer shattered, couldn't contain his anger any longer. "You are my greatest regret to ever have come into my life," he spat, his words laced with venom.

The words hung in the air like a poison, the silence that followed suffocating. (Y/n)'s eyes widened in shock, her heart clenched with a pain she had never anticipated. She felt as if the ground beneath her feet had crumbled, her world shattered by the weight of Caius' words.

Tears welled in her eyes, a mixture of anger and heartbreak roiling within her chest. Without another word, she turned on her heel and fled, her footsteps echoing down the corridor as she sought refuge from the pain that seemed to grip her soul.

As she ran through the twisting passages of the castle, her thoughts were a tumultuous storm. How had it come to this? The love that had once bound them felt distant and fractured, replaced by hurtful words and unspoken resentments.

Reaching a secluded chamber, (y/n) collapsed onto a stone bench, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She wrapped her arms around herself, as if seeking to shield her heart from the agony that seemed to seep into every fiber of her being.

The door creaked open, and she looked up to see Marcus standing in the doorway. His expression was a mixture of regret and sadness, a reflection of the turmoil that had torn their bond asunder.

"(Y/n)," he began softly, his voice a gentle murmur, "I know things have been difficult."

She met his gaze, her eyes filled with a mixture of pain and confusion. "Marcus, what has happened to us?"

His footsteps were soft as he approached her, sitting beside her on the bench. "We let our differences and frustrations build up, and we forgot the strength of our connection."

Tears flowed freely down (y/n)'s cheeks, her emotions raw and exposed. "Caius... his words..."

Marcus sighed, his gaze distant as if lost in his own thoughts. "Caius is burdened by his past, (y/n). It wasn't an excuse for what he said, but it's important to understand that his emotions are complex."

The echoes of the argument still reverberated in (y/n)'s mind as she stepped out of the castle, a tumultuous mix of emotions threatening to engulf her. The cold night air stung against her skin, a stark contrast to the heated tension she had left behind. Seeking respite, she wandered through the quiet streets until she found herself on a bridge that spanned a calm river.

Perching on the ledge, her feet hanging over the water, (y/n) let out a deep sigh. The night sky stretched above her, stars flickering like distant beacons. Her thoughts were a storm of conflicting emotions – anger, hurt, confusion – and they mingled with the ever-present shadow of her mental health struggles.

Gazing down at the water, (y/n) traced the ripples with her eyes, lost in the rhythm of their gentle dance. Her relationship with the Volturi kings had been a source of joy and turmoil, an intricate dance between love and frustration. But tonight, their argument had unleashed a torrent of emotions she struggled to contain.

Tears welled up in her eyes, her heart heavy with the weight of it all. She had always battled her own inner demons, the darkness that threatened to consume her. Her mental health had been a constant companion, sometimes a gentle whisper and at other times a deafening roar.

As she stared at the water, the tranquility of the scene before her offered a fleeting sense of solace. It was a reminder that even amidst the chaos, there were moments of stillness and beauty. But the struggle within her heart was far from over.

With a heavy sigh, (y/n) leaned back, resting her weight on her hands. Her thoughts drifted to the times of laughter and connection she had shared with the Volturi kings. But they were now overshadowed by the hurtful words and the fractures in their once strong bond. She felt lost in a sea of emotions, uncertain of how to navigate her feelings.

Her mental health struggles, too, gnawed at the edges of her thoughts. The battles fought within her own mind often left her feeling exhausted, and tonight was no exception. It was as if her inner turmoil had found its way into her external world, amplifying the pain she felt.

As the moonlight cast its silvery glow over the Volturi castle, a sense of unease settled within its halls. The lower guard had just informed the kings that (y/n) had left the castle, setting their hearts racing with worry. Without a moment's hesitation, Aro, Marcus, and Caius followed the scent that led them through the winding paths of the castle grounds and out into the night.

The scent was a trail of uncertainty, a reflection of the turmoil that had led her to leave. Each step carried them closer to the bridge that spanned the quiet river, and the kings felt their anxiety rise with every passing second.

Approaching the bridge, they saw her figure seated on the edge, her silhouette framed against the moonlit waters below. The wind rustled her hair, and her shoulders seemed weighed down by the burden of her thoughts.

"(Y/n)!" Aro's voice was a mixture of relief and concern as he called out to her, his footsteps slowing.

Hearing their voices, (y/n) turned to face them, her expression a mix of surprise and sadness. The sight of the three kings standing before her felt surreal, a reminder of the complexities of their bond.

Marcus stepped forward, his voice gentle. "We were worried about you, (y/n)."

Caius' gaze was piercing, his eyes reflecting his inner turmoil. "Why did you leave?"

Tears welled up in (y/n)'s eyes as she met Caius' gaze. His voice held a note of desperation that struck a chord deep within her. She had caused them to worry, to fear the worst, and the guilt gnawed at her heart.

"I needed some space," she admitted, her voice wavering with emotion.

Caius' expression softened, his concern evident as he took a step closer. "You scared us, (y/n)."

The bridge seemed to hang in a delicate balance, the emotions of the moment swirling like a storm. And then, with a desperation that seemed to pierce the very air, Caius pleaded, "Please, don't do anything rash."

His words hung heavy, the weight of his concern palpable. (Y/n) could see the fear in his eyes, the raw vulnerability he rarely revealed. It was a reminder that their bond, as fractured as it was, still held a deep connection.

"I sorry, Caius," she chocked, her voice trembling. "I sorry, I’m so sorry,” she cried like a broken record.

The air seemed to thicken with tension as (y/n) and the three kings stood on the bridge, their emotions swirling in the night. Caius' plea had pierced the silence, his concern palpable, and the weight of his words hung in the air like a heavy shroud.

Caius took a tentative step forward, his gaze unwavering as he locked eyes with (y/n). His voice was a mixture of remorse and desperation as he spoke, his words cutting through the charged atmosphere.

"Don't you dare apologize. You haven't done anything wrong. This is my fault."

Tears welled up in (y/n)'s eyes as she met Caius' gaze. She felt the truth in his words, the raw sincerity of his regret. But the turmoil within her heart couldn't be silenced by reason alone, and a choked apology escaped her lips.

"I'm sorry, Caius. I'm so sorry."

Caius' frustration seemed to deepen as he closed the distance between them, his movements deliberate and careful. His voice softened, a mixture of tenderness and self-blame.

"Stop apologizing. You don't have to carry this burden."

But (y/n) could only shake her head, the weight of her own emotions bearing down on her. "I'm sorry, Caius. I'm tired."

The words were a whisper, a reflection of her weariness. The constant battles within her own mind, the complexities of their relationship – it all felt like too much to bear.

And then, before anyone could react, a shocking moment unfolded. (Y/n) stepped back, her gaze still locked on Caius, her voice trembling as she whispered, "I'm sorry," one last time.

And then she jumped.

Time seemed to freeze in that agonizing instant, the sound of her body hitting the water echoing in their ears. A primal surge of panic coursed through them, their hearts racing as they stared at the spot where she had been.

Aro, Marcus, and Caius were paralyzed, the shock of the moment rendering them immobile. The bridge that had once represented a moment of reflection had now become the stage for a heart-wrenching tragedy.

As reality settled in, Caius' expression twisted with a mixture of grief and disbelief. He felt as though his very soul had been torn asunder, his voice frozen in his throat.

"(Y/n)?" Aro's voice was a whisper, his eyes wide with shock.

The ripples on the water were the only answer, their gentle dance a stark contrast to the chaos of emotions that roiled within them.

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wonwoosthetic · 3 months

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don’t knowww if you take 18+ asks but I can’t get this mimiwon thought out if my head.

don’t know if they are officially a throuple yet or just roommates who engage in sexual activities/poly but who knows after how many rounds. It ends with minnie with her back against Wonwoo chest as Mingyu is going down on her with her and wonwoo kissing occasionally — a hot mess.

I don’t know ( for the hundredth time of idk’s ) if you would ever have wonwoo and mingyu kiss but I feel like they would most definitely do it after minnie finishes 🙃 okayyyy byeee

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word count – 10.2k

warnings – smut (18+!), threesome, fluff at the beginning, brief mention of choking, bodily fluids, hair pulling, somewhat of a dom/ub relationship

a/n – as promised: another chapter about the hot mess that is mimiwon👏🏼 this request… holy shit… it has been occupying my mind ever since I received it so thank you for it and thank you to everyone else for your input and ideas to mimiwon in general! When I started writing for them, I didn’t know if people would really enjoy it but my god… you dirty animals, I love you🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼 I really love writing for them and I absolutely love how much you guys enjoy them🤭 I hope you enjoy this as well!!🫶🏼

Two Is a Good Morning, Three Is a Great Morning 🌷 Minnie

Minnie had been against blackout curtains, but neither of the guys wanted see-through ones anywhere in the apartment, so they opted to meet in the middle - blinds. Thanks to them some faint rays of sunlight had made their way in, illuminating the bedroom just slightly. It was getting close to Winter, so the sun was barely even to be seen in the sky, clouds covering most of the sky. But still, the muted light was enough to wake up the girl. Either that or maybe the movement underneath her.

After watching a movie together in the younger rapper's room the night before, neither Minnie nor Wonwoo had thought about leaving, but decided to just stay, putting on another movie, which eventually led to all three falling asleep together. The lack of a third pillow turned out to be less of a problem than expected, as Mingyu's chest seemed to be the perfect alternative. Perfect until he started moving, making the female member groan softly. He cursed her light sleeping habit.

A deep breath was followed by a yawn before Minnie even dared to open her eyes, sighing gratefully that the room was still not lit up entirely, letting her wake up in peace. Turning her head slightly to glance up, she was met by the bigger member's arm that had just pulled back in before he placed his hand on top of hers that was still getting warmed up by the natural warmth of his torso.

"What are you doing?" Minnie whined quietly, shutting her eyes again to cuddle deeper into him.

"Sorry," Mingyu whispered apologetically, his palm running up and down her arm in comfort. "I just wanted to get my phone."

The girl immediately regretted opening her eyes again, groaning when the bright screen of the device hit her sight. Her hands came up to cover her view before she just decided to hide her face in his chest. A chuckle from the rapper shook his torso.

"Go back to sleep," he told her, switching to hold his phone in his left hand, so he could brush over her hair with his right one.

Minnie sighed, "What time is it?"

There was a short second of a break as Mingyu glanced into the top right corner of his phone screen. "11:30."

"What?" The girl immediately pushed herself up, her eyes still barely open with her eyebrows now scrunched in confusion. The sheets scrunched around her waist, revealing one of Wonwoo's older shirts she decided to wear. Or maybe it was Mingyu's? Who knew. Normally she'd go for a shorter top of her own, but the younger rapper had once again turned the aircon on at ridiculously cold temperatures. Her hair stuck out in different directions made her fellow '97 Liner chuckle as he reached out to fix her mane.

"Yeah," he smiled, "You slept for a long time."

"Too long. Half the day is gone already," she complained quietly with a whine, remembering there was still another member in the bed who seemed to be still fast asleep.

Mingyu chuckled. It didn't matter how many years into the idol life the girl already was, her sleeping schedule has never and most probably won't ever be affected. With their busy schedule, it wasn't rare that the idols would come back home late at night or even early in the morning around 5. Minnie, for some reason, would much rather only sleep for around three hours and wake up at 9am latest, rather than getting a good six or seven hours and therefore waking up later in the day. Did it do any good to her body? No. Did she feel good about not wasting much daylight? Yes. Was this the cause of multiple discussions with almost every member? Most definitely, yes. Would she change it any time soon? Nope.

"How...," she thought out loud. The shock sat deep in her chest. "How the hell-"

"You just needed to catch up on sleep. It's okay, Minnie," Mingyu assured her, gently pulling her back down to lay on his chest. And she let him. She pressed the side of her head against his skin, his heartbeat now right by her ear.

"When did we go to sleep?" She wondered.

A soft kiss was placed on the top of her head before the rapper's voice broke the short silence. "I don't remember. Around six maybe?"

An acknowledged hum came from the girl before she closed her eyes again, taking a deep breath in. As warm as the covers around them were, she was sure the body heat radiating off of him helped her get cosy much more than any blankets ever could.

Mingyu had turned his attention back to his phone while his right arm was still slung around Minnie's shoulders, his big hand on her upper arm to pull her in. With now also her right leg wrapped around his and her arm around his midsection, the girl opened her eyes again. What the phone showed seemed uninteresting to her, the movements on his thumb much more mesmerising than anything the screen could portray.

"When did you wake up?" She suddenly asked him, breaking the comfortable silence that had washed over the room.

"I don't know," he admitted. "I waited a bit before I got my phone because I didn't want to wake you up. But... well-," he chuckled to himself before mumbling a gentle 'Sorry' against the top of her head as he placed another kiss on her forehead.

His original plan hadn't worked out as perfectly as he had wanted to. He was sure to have waited at least a good thirty minutes as he had felt the girl's irregular breathing against him. Only when he was sure she was deep in her slumber, did he dare to move and reach out to the nightstand, which turned out to be a decision he'd regret as she had started to wake up immediately.

The moment his lips left her skin, Minnie glanced up, finding his eyes fixed on her, making her grin, "It's okay," she tightened her arms around him. "You should've woken me up a lot earlier."

She was about to set her ear against his naked chest again, when Mingyu dismissed his phone, putting it on the nightstand to let his fingertips find her chin, nudging her to look back up at him.

A smirk formed on his lips. "How could I when you look so pretty sleeping on me?"

His words made the corners of her lips curl up as well, a shy smile making its way to her face as a slight blush lit up her cheeks. She couldn't hold back a gentle smack to his chest in shyness. He knew damn well what words like these did to her. And it didn't matter how many times Minnie had heard them before. It didn't matter how many compliments she'd get from them. They never failed to make her turn red and let the warm tingly feeling spread in her stomach up until it reached her heart.

A quiet giggle tumbled from his lips, his fingers still on her chin to bring her closer as he leaned down, meeting her halfway to place a soft kiss against her lips. Mingyu had always been a passionate man. Pecks on the lips were rarety when it came to him - even if it was just a short kiss. He'd pull the girl in for an open mouth and deep kiss whenever he could, still always staying true to the gentle side of him.

It was evident in his touches. His fingertips gracefully danced over her skin, the palm of his hand comfortably placed on her, pulling her only as close as she'd let him. But she'd always let him. And she always hoped he'd go even further.

His lips left hers with a faint moan as he started placing smaller kisses on her cheeks and nose, a soft giggle erupting from Minnie. From her chin, down to her midsection, he threw his arm around her, now travelling underneath the oversized shirt. His palm found the perfect dip of her waistline, stopping right there to pull her in even closer. Mingyu turned both of them to the side, letting the girl rest her back almost fully against the mattress as her arms interlocked behind his head, trapping him between her neck and shoulder, where he had let his mouth wander to. As Minnie had interlocked their legs, he let his now rest in between both of hers, his knees digging into the bed underneath.

His lips tickled her jaw, his hand now brushing over her sides and stomach. The pyjama pants she had put on the night before had moved down her hips, exposing more of her body underneath. Underwear was left in the closet during most of the nights, she prefered to only cover her body in minimum clothing. And neither of the guys would ever complain about her decision.

Even though she had basically only just woken up, the shared passion of the two was bringing her more and more into full consciousness with each movement against her lips and warmth on her skin. How she internally begged, Mingyu would finally let his hands go much lower than just her stomach, the area between her legs practically already waiting for him.

As soon as Minnie's arms around his neck loosened, he pulled back to meet her gaze. His palm left her naked skin, coming back up to let his knuckles brush over the softness of her cheeks. The blush had almost completely disappeared but was daring to come back if he continued to look at her with his gentle puppy eyes that she had come to love so much.

"Did you at least sleep well?" He whispered almost against her lips, making her bite down on her own.

The female member nodded. "I had a really comfortable pillow," her hands moved down his front and stopped at the muscles of his chest, a smirk forming on her lips as they were tightly pressed together.

Mingyu smiled, leaning down to kiss her cheek, speaking quietly against her skin, "I'm glad."

Before he was even able to fully pull back again, the girl tightened her arms around his neck to let him drop down closer to her. She captured his lips with hers, her eagerness making him grin into the kiss. At the same time, his hand lost its place on her cheek, now on her neck, letting it rest there for a short moment. He could feel the pulse underneath his palm, it quickening with each added kiss they shared. His lips curled up in an instant. The rapper couldn't help it.

To test the waters, he tried to pull back just slightly, only for his conspiracy to be proven correct: Minnie wasn't gonna let him go any time soon. Her fingers were now tight on the back of his head, brushing over the short stubble of his freshly cut hair. It just made him smirk wider.

From her neck, down her torso, his hand glided over her body slowly. Passing her shoulders and over the slight curve of her breasts. Her nipples had already started to show through the white shirt. Lower down her stomach until he reached the hem of the top. He lifted it to let his hand dive down, his palm going back up her sides until he reached the right side of her chest.

Minnie was begging him not to break the kiss, but he still went against her grip, his kisses leaving her lips to move onto her cheeks until he reached her ear, before going down her neck.

Quiet yet heavy breaths left her lips in desperation, filling the otherwise quiet and still somewhat dark room. Her freshly manicured nails scratched his scalp as soon as she could feel him starting to suck on her favourite spot in the dip where her neck and shoulder met. Her head thrown to the right side to give Mingyu better access, she glanced over to the other man who was still sound asleep. She was about to feel bad for starting a session right next to him, but the feeling of the younger rapper's teeth against her skin made her almost forget about it.

"W-Won-" she sighed out loud in a whisper, cutting herself off when his palm suddenly found the hem of her pyjama pants. "Wonwoo-oppa is still asleep," she hastily mumbled.

The '97 Liner came back up, his eyes interlocking with hers. Without a warning, he crashed his lips against hers, pulling back just a second later. "We'll wake him up later," he assured her, knowing that if the older member was already next to them, she'd want him to join as well and he'd enjoy it just as much. He hadn't forgotten about the other man in the bed, but Mingyu could only admit that he enjoyed having just a few moments in the morning with the girl underneath him alone too.

Not even caring about pulling her pants down, he opted for just dipping underneath them, his fingers travelling down almost painfully slow. He stopped right before her slit, her clit right there, begging to be touched. Holding back a whine, Minnie pushed up her hips in desperation, cursing his teasing nature in moments like this. Outside of the bedroom, she could tease him all she wanted, that was for sure, as the rest of the members did the exact same. But behind closed walls, the rapper enjoyed the power of being the one to do the same to her, just in different settings. Like, for example, with her squirming and breathing heavily underneath him.

"Mingyu-," the girl whined out, only to be stopped by his mouth on hers, stopping her from being any louder.

"I know, I know," he whispered against her. Yet, he didn't give in to her plea. But, he removed his hand from underneath her clothing item, his grip now on the hem to pull it down just a bit, enough for his palm to fully grasp her thigh.

Her legs around his loosened before wiggling to get her pants even lower with his help. Once they were down by her shins, Minnie just kicked them off, not caring where in the mess of their sheets they would be left. His warm hand brushed up and down the side of her right thigh, holding onto it every once in a while before moving onto the inner side, pushing her legs open. His fingertip teasingly glided over her inner thigh, just his forefinger tickling her skin. All while his mouth was back on her neck and her fingers tightened around his head. With his palm exploring her legs that he already knew well enough, he let his head dip lower, now onto her chest, placing soft kisses all over just above her boobs. Her hands moved to his strong shoulders, almost pushing him down her body to where she could feel herself almost dripping already with his touch so close to her pussy, yet so far from releasing any of the pressure building up.

Mingyu could feel the anticipation rising up, not only with her, but his boxers had slowly become uncomfortably tight as well, needing some form of release soon. Before his fingers would finally dip into her slit, he raked himself up back, face to face with the girl. Even in the darkness, with the close proximity he could see how big her pupil had gotten, how her eyes were screaming for him. Her lips parted, small huffs of air falling from them, her chest moving along to each, only stopping when she gulped as he smirked down at her. She couldn't even say anything more, as lowered his head, her meeting him halfway, too desperate for pleasure to wait any longer for him. He pushed her back into his pillow now underneath her. And finally, his fingers found their way to her core, tracing a long line from her entrance, up to her clit. Her wetness had already leaked, letting his entire forefinger glide over it easily before it stopped right by the bundle of nerves. Her moan was muffled by his kiss, groaning quietly into his mouth as he started to move his finger more.

Starting with rubbing small circles around it, just to tease her a little bit more, he grinned into the kiss, feeling her hips starting to move up, hoping to not only feel his touch harder against her but possibly also rub against his leg that was still captured between her two. Other than what Wonwoo would've done, Mingyu let her move around. Let her hips jolt up into his hand. He loved watching her react just like this to his delicate touch.

The small circles long forgotten, the rapper started to rub his finger up and down her clit, dipping down lower to gather more of her slick, to let it easily glide over her core.

The building-up pleasure made Minnie leave his lips, gasping as her head fell back into the cushion. Mingyu's mouth quickly made its way back to her, his tongue and lips tracing her jawbone slowly.

"You're already so wet," he whispered, making her only whine as his fingers dipped down to her entrance once again. She raised her right leg to wrap around his hips, lifting up her lower touch against him as she finally brushed against his naked leg. Immediately, a moan fell from her lips, louder than she had anticipated, to which Mingyu tried to be quick and cover her mouth with his again. Knowing, she would start to move around more, his hand left her slit, moving to her side to grasp her hip, pulling her closer, her pussy now right up against his leg. Minnie shared a deep moan into his mouth, not wasting a second before she rolled her hips up and down, her slick spreading on his upper thigh.

The rapper hissed as her pro bone brushed against his erection, sighing heavily at the feeling of her warm wetness on his skin and his cock finally feeling some form of touch.

With each roll of her lower body, the girl sighed quietly, trying to keep it down to the best of her abilities. His leg hair only added to the friction and she had already realised that his erection must've been close to being painful by how hard she was feeling it on her.

Her frantic hip movements made the sheets bundle up on the side, the sound being louder in a room as quiet as theirs. Mingyu's strong hands, now both of them on her hips, made her slow down with deep breaths. Minnie tried to fight against his grip, only wanting to get more out of the pleasure she was giving herself against his leg, but the man above her was obviously much stronger than her.

Too slowly, he moved her lower body against his thigh, making her grip tighten around the bedsheets, trying to keep her moans down with the painful speed Mingyu was letting her move. The whine she let out didn't go far as the rapper stopped her.

"Shh," he whispered, coming down to place a kiss on her cheek, "Let's not wake up Wonwoo-hyung like that."

"But-" she tried to complain, but he pushed himself up.

"Come up," he got a hold of her hands and pulled her up with him. With his strength, it was easy to now have her on her knees right in front of him. Even with him in the same position, he was still towering over her, making her grin up at him. The loss of friction was immediately forgotten, the moment her gaze met his dark eyes, and his hand cupped her cheek to pull her in for another passionate kiss. His tongue tickled her lips, asking for entrance, only to be met with her own, moving against each other in synch. Almost like they had practised. Well... they did have enough sessions before, explaining the almost routine their tongues had found themselves in.

Minnie's eagerness made her right hand travel down his chest, bumping over each ab of his on her way to his boxers. The tip of his erection was already poking the hem, screaming to be let out. Her palm rubbed over the fabric, a heavy breath tumbling from Mingyu's lips as he had to leave her lips, his forehead falling onto her smaller shoulder. She didn't exactly know how long he had been so hard, but she could imagine, as soon as she pulled the hem down, she found the evidence of pre-cum already leaking from the red tip of his cock. Unlike him, the girl didn't tease him for long, pushing the boxers down quickly to finally get a full hold of his erection. She could wrap her entire hand around it but by no means was it entirely covered by only one of her hands. Her thumb brushed over the tip, spreading the few drops of pre-cum over it, getting a shiver to rush through Mingyu's body, his hand clasping onto the cheeks of her ass.

What she would've wanted to do was just dip her head down and wrap her mouth around the perfect shape of his cock, but Mingyu suddenly placed his bigger one on top of hers, leaning back up straight. Heavy breaths made his chest move quickly. He gulped as he moved her hand away from him, motioning for her to turn to the side.

Minnie was curious as to what he was planning but followed his every step just like she usually would. Her feet were now close to the border of his side of the bed as he stepped off the bed to stand on the floor, right behind her.

"Move up," he told her, pushing her forward by placing his palms on her ass, smiling to himself. Before she got too far up the mattress, he placed a few more kisses on her shoulder with his arms around her torso. He ditched her only to her dismay right after pulling the shirt over her head, revealing her entire form. His warm hands never left her skin as they moved around to stop on her back, his left one grasping her hip while his right one pushed her forward by her shoulder blades. Minnie smiled to herself, now realising what position he had wanted her in. She got on all fours, making sure her chest was close to the mattress while her ass was up in the air. Behind her, she could hear Mingyu throwing his boxers into a corner of the room before he got down on his knees, his hands wrapping around her thighs. A soft gasp fell from her rosy lips as soon as she felt his hot breath against her pussy, only wanting to push back to feel his mouth against her.

"Wake up Wonwoo-hyung," he suddenly told her, not giving her another second before his tongue licked a strip from her front to the back, stopping at her entrance.

Even with her elbows that were supposed to steady her, the girl buckled forward at the skilled movements of his tongue against her slick.

"L-Like this?" She wondered, not knowing how he'd react if they just ripped him from his sleep while they were already in the middle of it. An assured moan vibrated against her, making her shiver and another soft moan echoed through the room.

Pushing herself slightly forward, she was close enough to Wonwoo to lean down to his ear. As he was sleeping on his right side, she decided to keep her hands on the mattress, her fingers digging into the sheets underneath her. Minnie tried to collect her heavy breathing, but Mingyu didn't show any signs of slowing down his tongue movements, switching between circling around her entrance and the tip massaging her clit.

With one deep breath, she finally whispered, "Oppa," her lips moved down to place a soft kiss on his shoulder. Wonwoo didn't budge. He was a heavier sleeper than her. Hoping she could steady herself on her left hand, she raised her right one to let her nails scratch over the exposed naked skin of his back. He had the covers pulled up enough to almost cover him entirely, yet a little peek of his torso was in her view. A visible shiver ran down his spine as he moved around.

Mingyu had opted to now focus on her entrance, sticking his tongue in and out, his fingers also joining to rub her clit. Her breathing only got heavier, but she hoped the '96 Liner would wake up to her voice rather than her moans.

"Wonwoo," she slightly shook his shoulder, "Oppa, wake up." Switching from a whisper to something just a bit louder. With a sigh, he turned to the side, his back now straight against the mattress, yet he didn't show any more signs of waking up. Minnie was about to open her mouth again, trying to keep calm while Mingyu was still behind her, but the sudden feeling of his two fingers pushing inside of her made her stumble forward, a louder moan falling from her lips. Her hands fell onto Wonwoo's shoulder, shaking him along with the soft impact. A groan from the older member went above her head, too focused on the pleasure rushing through her body. With scrunched eyebrows, the rapper turned his head to the side where the soft groans from the girl came from.

"Mh?" Even in his hum, you could tell how rough his voice was just after waking up. "What?" He asked out loud, rubbing his eyes as he opened them, glancing down at Minnie whose face was pushed into the pillow. His eyes quickly fell on the curve of her back up to her ass, which was up in the air - a sight he could gladly be woken up any day. The enjoyment he felt at the view in front of him suddenly switched to Mingyu, who stood up behind her, standing straight in all his glory.

"Sorry, hyung," he smiled, "we started without you."

Wonwoo's lips got a slight curve to them as he looked back at the girl, who was trying to get herself up again, her arms shaking from the orgasm she was so close to having, if it wasn't for the younger rapper suddenly pulling back. He pushed himself up by his elbows, his gaze switching between the two younger members.

"Don't be," Wonwoo smirked, his hand coming up to brush Minnie's hair out of her face, finding her almost glassy eyes. "Someone's clearly enjoying it." His thumb brushed over her bottom lip, the tiredness still written all across his face, while there was only pleasure to be seen on hers.

The girl grinned as a thought shot to her head. A quick second passed before she decided to keep the comment to herself. Now was not the time to tease the '97 Liner. He was in a position to make her regret it and at this time of day, she prefered to enjoy their shared session in bed. Mingyu had a tight grip on his erection, already lining it up with her entrance, getting another sudden moan from her. The free hand dug into her left hip, his thumb right on one of the dimples that decorated her lower back. Only a split second later, he pushed himself inside her, forcing Minnie to jolt forward slightly, her head falling back into the pillow, only for Wonwoo to make her look up again, cupping her cheek in his palm. He had steadied himself up on his left elbow, his right hand holding onto her as he leaned forward, placing his lips onto hers. The kiss muffled each moan that tumbled from her lips, only getting louder with every added thrust from Mingyu.

As soon as he released her mouth again, a loud whine echoed through the room. Her eyes were still closed from the rush of pleasure and pressure building up in her core. Minnie couldn't see the way Wonwoo's eyes raked over her face, tracing her nose and lips before leaning down to place kisses down the invisible line he had created in his mind. Only when he leaned back a second time, she looked at him. His fingers graced over her jawline, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Has Mingyu been good to you?" He asked her almost ironically. Her mouth was still open, moan after moan leaving her lush lips, her head tilting back and forth with each thrust. He knew the answer, yet he couldn't help asking her.

With scrunched eyebrows, the girl nodded frantically, her grip on the sheets tightening as she could feel the first orgasm that she had lost merely a minute ago coming back to her.

"Yeah?" Wonwoo whispered, his fingers now tangled in her hair as he made sure to keep her face in front of his, their gazes interlocked. He could almost see the plea in her eyes, begging to finally come. The glassy overlay reflected on her iris. "Did you cum already?" She shook her head with a gulp. "Are you gonna cum now?" She was quick to nod. With a smile, he leaned forward again, her lips too pretty not to be kissed. Her moans only made him groan in return. His hands found hers, letting the girl grip onto them instead of the sheets.

The sight in front of him made Mingyu sigh heavily, his thrusts had started to become more irregular as he could feel her walls tighten around him, only making him get closer to his own release.

"Fuck..." he cursed with a groan, "I'm not gonna last much longer," he admitted, making the older rapper chuckle.

"It's okay, she neither," Wonwoo answered for her, letting Minnie rest her forehead against his shoulder, their hands intertwined as her whines became more high-pitched, letting them know just how close she really was. "Right?" He leaned down to her ear.

The female member nodded, "Yeah...," she sighed out loud, followed by a loud moan, "God... Oh, God-" cutting herself off with an almost high-pitched scream when Mingyu suddenly switched to hard sharp thrusts. Wonwoo held onto her, his lips now on her neck, sucking and licking the spot Mingyu had teased her at only a short while ago. He had known her body for a good bit longer, having thought the younger rapper everything he needed to know, but still, he was proud to say that he was confident in probably knowing her just a bit better.

Right before the '97 Liner could hit the fourth thrust, Minnie gave in. Her orgasm washed over her body, her body shaking through it. Her nails dug into Wonwoo's hand, making him groan in pleasure and bite down on her skin, getting another moan from her in return. With only a few more thrusts, Mingyu followed, pulling out just in time, covering her ass and lower back with spurts of his cum. His low groans mixed with the warmth now on her backside made her smile to himself. That only got wider as soon as she felt his thumb gliding over the picture he had painted.

She pushed herself up, her knees thankfully still strong enough to keep her up straight. The younger rapper's arm had wrapped around her shoulder once again. The thumb he had just used to swipe over his cum now lined up with her lips, nudging her to open her mouth as she let herself fall back against his strong chest. Without hesitation, she obeyed, parting her lips, letting his finger enter her mouth before puckering around it, her tongue swiping across the tip. Synchronised moans of pleasure from both '97 Liners filled the room while the oldest of the three leaned back against the headrest, his lips curved up as he watched the two. He'd be lying if he said that was the reason for him to get hard. His erection had been growing ever since he had heard the first moan from Minnie.

As they truly had only decided to watch a movie the night before, he stayed in his boxers and sweats, but both of these seemed uncomfortably tight as he now eyed the two other members. The girl had her head tilted back, Mingyu's thumb now out of her mouth and placed on her neck, while his lips were engulfing hers. His other hand had already found its way back to her slit, and her legs instinctively parted again, giving Wonwoo the perfect view of her glistening pussy.

With a chuckle, Minnie pushed his hand away and parted their lips, scootching back up the bed with a sigh. The younger rapper had already turned to the nightstand to get some of the tissues he kept there, cleaning her backside neatly.

The girl didn't miss the soft grin on her partner's face, making her move over to him as soon as she felt a reassuring tap on her ass, letting her know Mingyu was done behind her.

"How did you sleep?" Wonwoo asked her as soon as she was close enough.

"Good," she smiled, leaning forward to go back to kissing him like before. The saltiness of the other man's cum was still faint on her tongue but it only made Wonwoo groan into the kiss. She suddenly pulled back, placing a soft peck on his bottom lip. "Did you sleep well?"

The '96 Liner nodded, his hand coming up to grab the back of her, pulling her back in. "I did," he told her in between kisses. "But waking up today was even better." His comment made her giggle. As she knew there was no way of her getting out of the grip he had on her hair, not so shyly, she let her hand wander down his body. Tracing the faint bumps of his abs he had been working on getting back with her manicured nails. Just like with Mingyu, she wasn't about to waste more time, her fingers dipping right underneath the hem of his boxers, her hand palming his erection. A heavy breath fell from his lips as his hand tightened on her hair, making her groan in pleasure.

Mingyu had come back into the room, having thrown away the tissues in the bin in the bathroom. Wonwoo quickly opened his eyes at the sound of footsteps, ushering him over to the bed immediately. With his attention away from the girl for just a split second, Minnie took the opportunity to move out of his grip and push the sheets of his body. Not wanting to put up a fight and enjoy her doing, the older member let her, leaning back against the mattress as she started to pull down his sweatpants and his boxers already along with them. His cock sprung free, hitting the bottom of his stomach.

Wonwoo's hand came down to brush over her head once she was only a few inches away from his erection while Mingyu claimed his side of the bed again, the palm of his hand running up and down her side, as it was perfectly in his view.

Minnie started by tracing a long strip up his shaft with her tongue, his head immediately falling back in pleasure. With a small drop of her spit right on his tip, letting it trickle down, she wrapped her hand around his cock, spreading the liquid around a bit more before wrapping her lips around him while her palm covered anything she couldn't get in her mouth. Wonwoo groaned out loud, his fingers holding onto her hair as she slowly bobbed her head up and down. The younger rapper's hands had started massaging the cheeks of her ass, enjoying the soft moans from her and the heavy sighs and groans from the man next to him.

Minnie used her free hand to cup the older member's balls, her other still occupied with moving up and down along with her head, stopping when she decided to let her tongue circle around the tip. She opened her mouth, giving Wonwooo the perfect view of her side profile as she delicately moved her lips and tongue around his erection. It was only then, he remembered the other member in the bed as well.

"Wait-" he stopped her, nudging her chin to come back up. "Let's give Mingyu a better view." Making the younger rapper chuckle. Minnie grinned as she looked back at her fellow '97 Liner, her thumb wiping away the drop of drool daring to spill out.

"Come here," Wonwoo prompted himself up on his knees, motioning for her to get in between him and Mingyu. "Lay down," he told her, throwing his cushion to cover half of the other one, making a higher surface for her. Right as he asked, the female member laid down on her back, sandwiched by her two partners, with the younger one calmly in the same position as her, while the older one had gotten closer to her, still on his knees, his cock in his hands. She replaced his grip with her own, waiting for him to be close enough before he dropped down, his tip back against her lips. Before she let it slip inside her mouth, her hands warmed his cock again, pumping up and down his length, making him groan once again as his left hand came up against the headrest to steady himself. Subconsciously, he leaned forward, pushing the tip further into her mouth, but Minnie just willingly opened it, letting him do as he pleased.

Mingyu's eyes were on them, simply just enjoying the view as he could already feel himself getting hard again, sighing heavily. His gaze fell onto Wonwoo's right hand that was travelling down dangerously low to where the girl had started to roll her hips against nothing, just instinctively. By simply just the sounds of pleasure from her partners, she could get herself rilled up, delighted at the fact that they wouldn't hold back their moans and groans, but let them fill the heat of the room.

As soon as the older rapper's middle- and ring finger started massaging her clit, a whine from her made his dick plop out of her mouth, and slap against her cheek. Her sound went straight to both of the men's cocks, making them jerk up. Wonwoo put his erection back into her mouth after she was able to catch her breath again. Her hand on his thigh stopped him from frantically moving his cock past her lips, wanting to deep and slowly.

Her pussy was still slick and most probably would still be in the next hour or so, counting the amount of pleasure she was receiving and giving. His fingers rubbed on her clit, using her wetness as lubrication. Feeling her body give into the enjoyment as she bucked up her hips. Her whines still fell from her lips, even with his dick filling up her mouth.

The guys could listen to the sound of her moans all day. After all the songs she had ever written, these were still the most beautiful sounds to the two men.

Wonwoo's eyes fell on the other member on the opposite side of the bed, who had started to palm himself again, his erection growing with each second that he listened to the sounds coming from the two next to him.

"Mingyu," his heavy breathing didn't stop as he spoke. "Come up here." The older member motioned for him to get closer, looking down at the woman beneath them in awe as she was still using her tongue to circle around his tip, her hand pumping him, her eyes shut in pleasure as his own fingers were working on her second orgasm. Mingyu shuffled up, watching Wonwoo, pull out his erection from her grip before cupping her cheek.

"You wanna try to take both of us?" He asked her, who switched her gaze between the '96 Liner's warm gaze and the '97 Liner's eyes, which were wide in surprise, but she could see the moment those words reached his ears, his body visibly reacting to it as his cock jerked up just a slight bit, making her bite down on her lips.

"Yeah," she quietly told him, nodding as she reached out with both of her hands to wrap around each cock of theirs. Slowly, she pushed them down to her lips, placing a soft kiss on each of their tips. She moved on to Mingyu's first. She spat onto his length before her hand spread it along, while the head of his dick was laid against her outstretched tongue.

With a deep groan, the '97 Liner threw his head back. Wonwoo, whose cock was getting pumped at the same time by her, watched him with a grin. It only lasted a second before he suddenly felt Minnie's lips back on him as she now glanced up at him, making him sigh heavily, his hand coming down to let his thumb brush over her cheek. She smiled against his touch, her tongue drawing a big circle around his tip with her mouth wide open.

With the pleasure he was receiving, Wonwoo had forgotten to get back to work on his girlfriend's orgasm, his hand quickly moving from her cheek down back to her slit, where he immediately pushed the two fingers he had used before inside of her, making her moan out loud, both of their dick hanging right above her open lips. Her hands hadn't stopped moving around their shafts, still getting heavy huffs from both men, only encouraging her to keep going.

As she now had both of them in a position like this and remembered Wonwoo's question from before, a dazing thought rushed through her head, making her lips curl up. She let her hands get close to their tips before pushing them to her lips just like earlier, only that now, she opened her mouth, pushing both of them inside of her. Her cheeks filled at an almost painful stretch, making her shut her eyes, but the moment her tongue hit the tip of their cocks, making both of the guys moan out loudly, she let it happen. Minnie raised her head just slightly, angling it straighter to let their erection move deeper into her mouth. With the added pleasure of Wonwoo's fingers still pumping in and out of her, her heavy breaths dared to turn into gags as Mingyu almost couldn't hold back from pushing deeper inside, the tight feeling of the inside of her cheeks against his length making him shudder.

With a gasp, she released her lips from the stretch, making the men sigh out with Wonwoo's hand suddenly speeding up while his thumb rubbed on her clit. Almost hastily, with short high-pitched moans, she forced the two cocks back into her mouth, her hands continuing to work on the rest of their lengths.

The older member threw his head back with a heavy groan, "God... just like that," his left hand brushed over the top of her hair, making her look up at him with wide eyes. The sight of two cocks in her mouth, her eyes glassy from pleasure and pain, her eyebrows scrunched together as she was getting closer to her own release, almost made him come right then and there, but he had to hold himself back.

"Fuck," Mingyu cursed out loud, his head dropping forward as Minnie started to bob her head, releasing their erections from her mouth each second, only to put them back inside in the following ones.

She surprised both of them when she suddenly started to use the spit that had gathered around them and smear it all over their lengths with her hands. Sneakily, she brought them closer together, rubbing their tips against each other, only before pushing them even a little bit further until she could wrap her hands collectively around both of them at the same time, letting the guys buck forward, using her hand as an almost fleshlight, while they brushed against each other.

The new sensation brought a new wave of pleasure to both of them as Mingyu continued to mumble out different curse words, shaking his head as he tried to steady himself with his hand on the headboard. Wonwoo had opted to place his palm on the younger rapper's shoulder, leaning slightly forward. Their cocks continued to move against each other, Minnie's hand keeping them together and giving them a hole to fuck with her hands. Without thinking about his actions, Mingyu dropped his head onto the hand on his shoulder, first letting his side rest against it before he turned it to place a gentle kiss against the rough knuckles of the man in front of him.

The older member had to pull his fingers back from Minnie's core, coming up to get a hold of Mingyu's hair, and pulling it back to make him meet his gaze. The two leaned in closer, their foreheads resting against each other as their eyes fell down to their cocks, glistening in the girl's spit as she rubbed them against each other, them bucking their hips forwards so she wouldn't even have to move her hands, only letting her tongue swipe across their tips every now and then. As she glanced up for a split second, she found both of their gazes on her, a grin spreading on her lips as she found their fucked out eyes.

"Hyung," Mingyu suddenly whined, "I-I'm gonna cum."

Wonwoo could only nod, his hand on the younger one's shoulder tightening as he could feel Minnie's tongue move quicker across their tips, wanting to bring both of them to their release. Merely seconds before both of them would buck their hips for the last time, the girl released their cocks from each other, using her hands to get them off separately. Only a few pumps later, loud groans and heavy moans filled her ears as spurts of cum started decorating her chest. She continued to run her hands along their lengths, waiting until every last drop hand landed on her chest before moving onto Wonwoo's cock first. Her lips wrapped around his girth easily, her tongue immediately getting to work with cleaning up the last drips coming from his tip. When she felt his comforting hand on her head, she let him free, his erection now much slumber than before. She glanced up at him with a curve to her lips as he chuckled down at her. He couldn't hold back but leaned down to give her a quick peck.

After releasing her again, he moved off the bed to get the tissues this time. As soon as he was out of her sight, the female member looked over at Mingyu, who had already fallen back against the mattress, still heavily breathing. With his hand on his chest he tried to calm himself down, but once glance down at his cock told her that it would take more time than expected as his tip was still bright red, just like it had been when he was hard as a rock before. With a sly smile, Minnie pushed herself up, her movements making her fellow '97 Liner look over at her. He reached out to cup her left cheek in his warm palm, copying her facial expression as he shook his head with a chuckle.

"Unbelievable," he mumbled with a smile. He dropped his hand again as Wonwoo told the girl to come closer to the edge of the bed. The younger rapper let her push herself up with his abs underneath her hands as the older member wiped the cum stains off her chest. Mingyu leaned forward until he was close enough to place soft kisses on her side making her try to squirm away, but he had already wrapped his arms around her, not letting her move much.

After the '96 Liner was done, he gave a quick kiss to her forehead before disappearing just like Mingyu had done before to rid of the tissues, neither wanting to collect them on the bedside table or somewhere on the floor, while also knowing the other man would take care of their girl in the meantime.

The younger rapper was still nose-deep in her side, pulling her in even closer, making the girl giggle. She managed to push his face away from her side, not managing the tickle of his kisses for much longer. As soon as he looked up at her though, she couldn't hold back but lean down, cupping his cheeks in her hands to keep him straight as she locked her lips onto his. He moved lower to snake around her ass, the soft flesh squished up against his arm.

The two were interrupted once Wonwoo came back, joining the two back on the bed, stopping right behind Minnie on the mattress, his lips going down to her neck. At the same time, his fingers travelled down to her slit that was still waiting for the final touch. Her mouth had to leave Mingyu's to let out a soft moan, leaning back against the older member's chest as she felt his fingertips going through the crack of her ass, down to her still pulsating clit, massaging it in circles. Wonwoo took the opportunity to push her head to the side with his free hand to make her look at him, covering her lips with his own as he engulfed her in a deep kiss, pushing his tongue into her mouth right away. A deep groan shook her body as Mingyu started to kiss his way up from her stomach until he reached her breasts. His big hand cupped her left tit, kneading it to get a moan out of her. His lips wrapped around her already hard enough nipple, his tongue flicking the nub.

"I think we still owe you something," Wonwoo whispered against her lips, commenting on the orgasm he couldn't give her before as the new experience she had given the two men came as a surprise, making them have to steady themselves on each other. Minnie chuckled against his touch, melting into his embrace as she whined as soon she felt his fingers enter her again. But she had had enough of their hands, feeling the need to be filled up with much more than just their fingers, even though they could very much so give her enough pleasure as well.

"P-Please..." she mumbled, her words stuttering as he suddenly pressed his fingers hard against her clit.

"Hm?" Wonwoo teasingly wondered.

"Hyung, lay down," Mingyu suddenly spoke up, straightening his back to glance at the man behind the girl, who gazed up at the '97 Liner.

Wonwoo would never question the younger one's proposals and actions when it came to the three. Each one of them only wanted the best for the other ones, so they knew whatever one of them had in mind, the others would most definitely enjoy them anyway. The '96 Liner, laid down on the mattress, his head on the two stacked pillows where Minnie had been only a few minutes ago.

The younger rapped wrapped a strong arm around the small waist of the girl, pulling her in closely with a passionate kiss on her lips as he turned them around on the bed - her back now to Wonwoo, while her chest was still pushed up against his. The older member had already started to pump himself again, just the view in front of him getting him easily hard a second time in a row.

Gently, Mingyu pushed her further back until her ass was lined up with the growing erection behind her. His hands on her ass told her to straighten her knees as he glanced behind her, making sure, she'd be lined up with the tip of Wonwoo's cock. The older rapper straightened his legs and with his palms on hers, he pulled them over his waist. He quickly got a hold of his cock again which was now only millimetres away from entering her again as Mingyu kissed her deeply one more time before patting her ass, telling her to lower herself. The head of his dick glided into her slit easily, her wetness still lubricating her wall as she sat down onto his hips, a shuttering moan tumbling from her lips. Wonwoo's hands immediately found their place on her hips, already bucking up his lower body, making her whine out in surprise.

Mingyu gave her a few more pecks on the cheek before pushing up against her even more, the palms of his hands securely on her back as he dropped her back against the other member's chest. With her ass against Wonwoo's pro bone and his grip tightly on her, she started to roll her hips instantly, needing to release the pressure that had built up over the past few minutes. The older rapper pushed his lower half up, hitting the highest point of her inside with each thrust.

The '97 Liner couldn't help but smile down at the two before he got down on his knees, lowering his chest to meet the scrunched-up bedsheets underneath them, lining his face up with the frantically moving bodies. Minnie stopped her movements, relying on Wonwoo's thrusts against her G-Spot, moaning out loud as Mingyu's tongue pressed against her clit. Wonwoo couldn't see clearly, but he could still feel the other member's presence between his legs, making him grin at the thought of what he was possibly doing that could get sounds like these out of the girl.

Her hands tried to find something to grasp onto as the man's thrusts had become deeper while the other one's tongue lapped around her clit, the tip massaging her bundle of nerves. The '96 Liner saw her struggle, loosening his grip on her hips to let his arms wrap around her waist, pulling her back as closely as possible against his chest. His hips continued to thrust up into her, choked-up moans falling from her lips that could only be stopped as she moved her head to the side, their lips meeting for a deep kiss. The heels of her feet had started to dig into the mattress, pushing her lower body slightly up, only for Mingyu to push it back down, his mouth not leaving her core, his lips now wrapped around her clit to suck on it.

A mix of high-pitched moans and whines echoed through the room, Minnie didn't even know how to react to the pleasure any more, just letting it wash over her with each thrust, suck, kiss, and lick on her body.

Wonwoo's arms suddenly moved up her body, grasping her tits into his palms, making her own hands come up to hold onto his, heavily breathing as his fingers started to play with her nipples. He could feel himself getting dangerously close to his release, wanting her to come along with him. His thrusts had started to deepen, hitting the rough spot inside of her, getting choked-up moans of hers in return as she turned her head to the side once again, begging for his kisses to calm her down.

Mingyu was still working down, his eyes always up on the girl squirming against Wonwoo's chest, making him grin against her as proudly licked around her clit, adding to the pleasure she needed for her final release.

"P-Please come... inside me," Minnie moaned out, each thrust making it harder for her to form words as she could slowly feel herself turning into a mess of pleasure. "Please, Wonwoo..."

Hearing the sound of his name drop from her lips, surrounded by moans and whines brought him closer to his release than he had wanted to, now only a few more thrusts away from bursting a second time.

Her hands tightened on his arm as his fingers dug into the softness of her breasts. The shortness of his breath turned into heavy groans, his cock pumping a few more times before finally releasing himself inside of her. A loud groan fell from his lips as Minnie felt the warmth of his cum filling her up. Mingyu pushed himself up to let his member have his quick moment of relief as he watched his cock plop out of the girl's entrance, drops of his cum following close behind. He leaned back down to get his lips on her clit again while his fingers pushed every drip that dared to come out of her back inside. She jolted up in surprise, thinking she'd get a quick moment of rest, but the '97 Liner was already back down. Wonwoo sat up straighter, moving the girl down to sit between his legs, giving Mingyu a quick break to take a breath before his tongue circled her bundle of nerves again.

Over her shoulder, the older rapper got to look down at the younger member, smirking at the sight of his fingers pushing inside of her while his lips were working on her clit. His hands were still on her breasts, while his mouth had moved down to her shoulder, placing kiss after kiss as he travelled up to her jaw, making her turn her head to kiss him once again, his breathing still heavy from the orgasm he was trying to come down from.

"Fu-... I'm so close," she stumbled over her words as she glanced at the man between her legs, who looked up at her exclaim, only making her moan out loud again. Wonwoo smirked against her neck.

"Come on Mingyu's tongue, baby," he whispered, his deep voice sending a rush through her body. His hand kneaded her breasts more, his fingers focusing on her hard nipples. Her hands dropped from their grasp on him, to move down to pull at the younger rapper's short hair, getting a groan from him in return that shook her core. With a shaky moan, she bucked up her hips, his teeth gracing her clit suddenly, making her jolt in surprise. Her whines turned into quick short breaths, mumbles tumbling from her lips as her head fell back, her begs getting louder with each suck on her clit and push of his fingers inside of her.

It only took one more brush against her G-Spot before she came. The orgasm burst through her body. She lifted her hips in reaction as Mingyu's lips didn't leave her pussy, continuing to suck. His lips were tight around her clit, trying to drag out her orgasm as much as possible, while she was wriggling against him, Wonwoo's strong arms around her keeping her somewhat still.

"Ah!" She cried out, trying to push Mingyu's head away from her with a whine. Finally, he released her, letting a deep sigh leave her body, her head falling back against the older rapper's shoulder, who was kissing her jawline. With a proud smirk, the '97 Liner wiped a thumb across his lips before placing his hands on her waist to lean down, covering her lips with his to stick his tongue into her mouth. A muffled groan came from her as she tasted the remains of her on him, smiling against his lips. As Wonwoo was still on her jaw, one slight movement let their heads bump together, making both men look up.

With both of their eyes filled with leftover lust, they smirked at each other and before Mingyu could even think much about his next move, he brushed past Minnie, his lips finding the older member's as he also leaned forward, meeting him in the middle. Pleasurable hums filled the girl's ear as she turned her head to the side, finding her partners sharing a moment of passion as Wonwoo's hand clasped on the back of Mingyu's head, pulling him in just a bit deeper, their tongues finally meeting. The '96 Liner recognised the taste of the girl still on his lips, smirking into the kiss, before pulling back. Their eyes only met for a split second, sharing a quick smile before their attention was back on her who watched them with wild eyes, the corners of her lips curled up. Wonwoo was the first to get back on her lips, the younger member opting for the other side of her neck. Only after a split second, the two switched, each of them groaning against each other's lips.

Too lost in the touches of each other, the stain forming on the sheets underneath them was long forgotten and the tissues now suddenly unimportant in the nightstand.

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