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I don’t know if it would reach you but I’ll give it a try

ATEEZ reaction to Make-Up Sex after their S/O distancing themselves after a fight

MAKE UP SEX WITH ATEEZ

PAIRING — ateez x reader

GENRE — smut, romance, angst (the slightest bit), make up, boyfriend!ateez, fem!reader, sub!reader, soft dom!ateez

WARNINGS — mentions of arguments, smut, unprotected sex, make up sex, oral (f receiving), fingering, use of pet names (baby), intentional lower case and small font, intentional word abbreviations

WORD COUNT — 1.2k

SUMMARY — make up sex with ateez after an argument.

HONGJOONG

“c’mon, baby. need to hear you. please.”

his thrusts increased in speed, fucking into you at a rhythm just as messy as his thoughts. your moans poured out of you, your hands clutching at his back until he groaned at the way your nails pierced his skin. he soaked up every last one of your cries, reveled in the way you clung to him like a lifeline. god, he’d missed your voice, missed you. he hated arguing, even more so when he knew he was in the wrong. your silence was the worst part of it all; he wasn’t able to stand it not even a day before he was clambering back to you.

hongjoong’s hips pistoned into you with a purpose to pull every last sound from you until you were falling apart underneath him. you cried into the nape of his neck, your hold on his back never letting up. “hongjoong, hongjoong, hongjoong…”

his name on your tongue was enough to undo him. he held you close to him quickly after, kissing all over your face and showering you with proclamations of love and apologies.

SEONGHWA

“fuck, i’m sorry. i’m so fucking sorry, baby.”

seonghwa was urgent, desperate to make you fall apart. his thrusts were hurried and they were deep, cockhead kissing against that sweet spot inside you repeatedly. he buried his face in your neck, kissing your warm skin. his hand searched over the sheets for yours until he found it. his fingers locked with yours and he gave you a loving squeeze. it was little actions like this that reminded you of how much he adored you. and you reveled in the little acts of love, thankful to have a boyfriend that cared enough for you to show his love for you after arguments.

“seonghwa,” you breathed between moans. “i love you.”

seonghwa smiled. you forgave him. “i love you, too.”

YUNHO

“i love you. so damn much. gonna make you feel better, baby.”

yunho’s breath was hot against your ear. his lips rested just at your temple as you sat across his lap, your arms around his shoulders while one of his hands touched you between your thighs. two long fingers stuffed your leaky hole, making you mewl into his neck. he felt your hold on him grow tighter, and he smiled. he kissed your temple. he scissored you open, preparing you for his cock later, fucking your pussy with his fingers until he felt your slick begin to drip down his hand.

“l-love you,” you whispered, though it was almost too much to manage as his fingers brought you closer to an orgasm. “i feel s’good, yunho.”

and yunho kept making you feel good, eventually breaking you apart on his cock and fucking you until your argument was long forgotten.

YEOSANG

“please, wanna know how good i’m making you feel. wanna make it up to you.”

yeosang’s hands were placed on either side of your hips, guiding you up and down on his cock. he watched you, witnessing the view of you above him, your head rolled back and mouth agape. you looked divine like this, and all he wanted to do was make you feel this good forever.

your hands found stability on his thighs as you began to lose yourself to the pleasure. “i feel good, yeo. fuck, so good.”

yeosang urged you to an orgasm, cursing under his breath as he watched you fall apart from above. you clamped around him like a vice and his cock throbbed with need to release, but he withheld his own end. he flipped you over until you were flat against the mattress, taking his spot above you. he didn’t waste any time before sliding back into you with a languid thrust.

“give me one more, please. don’t wanna stop until i’m sure i’ve earned your forgiveness.”

SAN

“don’t wanna fight ever again. just wanna be with you like this. god i’m so sorry, baby.”

san hugged you tightly, keeping your frame firm against his. your back was against his chest, his hands fondling your breasts, and his mouth at your ear. his cock drove into you so deep and slow it made your brain short circuit, turning to mush in your skull. he fucked you with practiced precision, it was like he was trying to use his body to tell you how sorry he was. one of his hands left your chest to grip the bend of your knee and pull your leg up to offer him a better angle.

with each thrust, the memory of the argument began to vanish. all you were able to think about was him and the rapidly approaching orgasm. “i forgive you, san, just make me cum. please, please, please!”

“oh baby,” san cooed with a kiss to your ear. “don’t you worry. i’m gonna make you cum. gonna make you fall apart, and then do it all over again. gotta make up for all the lost time, yeah?”

MINGI

“sorry, sorry, sorry. let me kiss it better. please, baby.”

mingi’s large hands gripped at your thighs firmly but tenderly. he had you splayed open before him as he feasted on your essence, pouring every ounce of himself into your pleasure. his pointy nose bumped your clit just as his tongue passed between your folds and your back arched prettily off the mattress. he needed to make you feel good to make up for the fight, to use his tongue to show you how truly sorry he was.

“mingi, ‘m gonna cum…” you sounded so sweet, and fuck, you tasted even sweeter. he pressed his face further into your cunt.

“gonna make you cum as much as you want to, baby.”

WOOYOUNG

“wanna make you cry from pleasure, not from pain. fuck, i’m sorry baby.”

wooyoung’s thumb wiped a fallen tear away, palm warm against your cheek. he gazed down at you just as he pushed himself in again. your lips trembled and brows furrowed; you looked so beautiful when you cried from how good he was making you feel. it was a much better sight than seeing you cry after arguing with him, and much better than hearing your sniffles from the locked bedroom. he caressed your cheek with his thumb while his hips quickened in tempo, cooing at you sweetly as you began to whimper.

“wooyoung, please.” your plea was soft, broken. he soothed you with kisses against your forehead. he kept the same pace, hips gliding back and forth until you were coming undone underneath him.

he was there to console you, to guide you through your high with tender touches and words.

JONGHO

“i love you. please, need to hear you say you still love me, too.”

jongho wasn’t able to keep his hands off you. he caressed your frame, attentive to every dip and curve, as his cock slid in and out of you. you were breathless under him, mouth opening and closing like you were attempting to speak. “please, baby.”

you swallowed a moan. you gripped his wrists at either side of your face, holding onto them like a lifeline as you tried to gather your thoughts. “i lo—” a moan, “love you, jongho. s’much.” and no argument could ever change that.

jongho dipped his head down until his forehead was against yours. his eyes found yours, and he adored the way yours were glazed over from the pleasure. he smiled lovingly, and the sight made your insides flutter. “you’re amazing.” jongho followed up his words with an increase in tempo, fucking you deep until you fell apart under the weight of pleasure and love.

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sxcret-garden · 3 months

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Wooyoung ღ NSFW Alphabet [M]

ღ Ateez - NSFW Alphabets ღ Ateez Wooyoung x gn!reader ღ words: ~2.6k ღ genre: smut ღ warnings: heavy power dynamics in some parts (especially with sub!Woo)

A = Aftercare (what he’s like after sex)

This hugely depends on what kind of sex you had. Overall he’s definitely caring, looks after you, asks if you feel okay and how you liked it. If he took on the more dominant role he’s definitely gonna rub your back, cuddle with you, get you some water, help you clean up,... there’s literally nothing he doesn’t think of. Will be ESPECIALLY cuddly if he teased you a lot during. But if it’s the other way around and you took on the more dominant role he’s gonna snuggle up to you like a cat. He will still take care of you eventually, but he needs to hear what a good boy he was first.

B = Body part (his favorite body part of his partner)

I really think he’s a boobs type of guy and also a bit of a perv, so I can’t not say your chest. Like… if you have breasts he loooves playing with them, squeezing them in his hands, just the feel of them, y’know? Huge fan of nipple play too, so you can expect him to give them a lot of attention. And if you don’t have breasts then I think the answer is still chest!! Idk, there’s just something about him marking up that part of you or resting his hand there as he makes out with you that feels so good to him. Plus, what better place to rest his head than your chest where he can feel your slowly calming heartbeat afterwards?

C = Cum (anything to do with cum)

He loves your taste and loves having you watch as he licks your juices off his lips after giving you head. Definitely the type to kiss you as the taste is still present on his tongue. As for where he prefers to cum… he’s not too picky about that. However, he finds it insanely hot if you get on top of him, maybe pinning him against the bed or a wall, and you tease him so good that he can’t but help cum right then and there in his pants. Will definitely blush a little at his failure to keep his composure, and if you tease him about it (or maybe even humiliate him 👀) you can be sure this guy will submit to you immediately and be hard again in no time.

D = Dirty secret (a dirty secret or secret desire of his)

Secretly he wants to try being under your command for a day or maybe even longer. Of course that includes any sexual acts you might wish for, whenever you tell him to, but it’s not just about sex for him. Wants to be ordered around by you and please you, do anything you ask of him, and afterwards receive praise or a punishment - whichever you see fit. And in between he’s going to be your little toy who’ll do anything you want.

E = Experience (how experienced is he?)

I think he certainly has some experience, maybe more, maybe less than what you’d think. But what I’m sure of is that he knows himself very well, and even if he has less experience, communication won’t be a problem for him, so it’s easy to figure out what works for the both of you either way.

F = Favorite position

You on top of him, preferably with you being in control. Don’t get me wrong, I think he’s a total switch, but the thing he’ll keep wanting to come back to is simply you sitting on top of him, deciding on what pace you’re going at and controlling when he cums. He’ll go crazy if you keep edging him again and again until it gets painful, but even then all he’s going to do is hiss curses through gritted teeth and beg and at the same time he’ll enjoy you making him your little toy so much that most of the time he isn’t even going to think about taking matters into his own hands and finally getting that release he so desperately craves. Though such times do exist, and then he surely is ready to fight you for dominance no matter what…

G = Goofy (is he more serious in the moment? is he humorous?)

Sex with Wooyoung is definitely going to include laughter. It’d feel off to him to always stay completely serious throughout. Whether he’s chuckling to himself as he teases you, or laughs because one of you was being clumsy or something that you two imagined to feel good didn’t quite work out as well as it did in your heads - he knows how to lighten the mood and sometimes appreciates you doing it as well!

H = Headspace (how much does he think about it/you during the day? how elaborate are his fantasies?)

I think he has sexual thoughts less often than you’d expect him to. But when he does they’re usually deliberate, when he really has the time to make up elaborate scenarios. The type of guy who knows it’ll feel even better when he thinks about it until he really is painfully horny, and gets off to whatever thoughts are up in his head only when he can’t take it anymore. If he has a partner they’re definitely going to be the nr 1 person to appear in his fantasies, though from time to time he might think about someone else too.

I = Intimacy (how passionate or romantic is he?)

Very passionate at all times!! Can be very romantic too if it fits the mood, and won’t find it too cheesy at all to prepare the bedroom with candles and rose petals and all that stuff 🥺 though this won’t be the standard, but from the way he always looks at you with adoration in his eyes no matter what you’re doing, I’d say he is fairly romantic!!

J = Jack off (how does he masturbate and how often?)

Pretty much every day, mostly out of habit and to briefly destress in the shower after a long day. Though sometimes, when he has the time, he’ll spend quite a while masturbating in his room (oftentimes while fantasizing, as described above 👀)

K = Kink (one of his kinks)

How could I not talk about his very apparent degradation kink here!! (Very uncreative, I know lol but come on!!) It does things to him to say the least when he gets pushed around a bit. I’d even go as far as to say he’s into being humiliated, like you making fun of him for cumming so fast, or teasing him about what a little obedient slut he is when it takes you no time at all to make him submit to you. Might start giggling and blushing right then and there, and will enjoy it even more if you punish him for that reaction. He’ll be painfully hard in no time, and at the same time he just can’t stop pushing your limits, until you start to manhandle him. (And even if he’s a lot stronger than you, this guy will simply play along and let you do to him whatever you want.)

L = Location (favorite places to do it)

Pretty much anywhere if y’all are horny enough djbdndndd he won’t shy away from semi-public sex, though he probably wouldn’t try to sneakily get you off with other people in the room (he’d certainly still tease you though). The bed, the couch, someone else’s bed, against a wall, the kitchen counter, a public bathroom,... anything goes so long as he gets to fuck you.

M = Motivation (what turns him on, gets him going)

Your reactions, your voice, your praises, even you pushing him around a bit… any affirmation is enough for him to keep going, and once he’s caught a glimpse of what he can do to you, he’ll get even more curious and want to find out even more about you! And even if the day comes where he’s seen everything, he’ll just want it all over again, so really it’s very easy to get him going and to keep him going.

N = No (something he wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Really he’s open to most things, but one thing he certainly won’t do is using sex as a distraction or as a way to fuck out your feelings before having talked about it. He wants you two to always be transparent with each other, as he would never judge you for anything and he wants a partner where he feels that they won’t either. Angry sex or anything similar is totally okay with him, so long as both parties know what’s going on emotionally!!

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Loves giving and receiving equally, so he’s definitely going to suggest 69 sometimes! Is a big fan of turning it into a game of who can make the other cum fastest, or of who can make the other feel so good that they lose focus and have to stop pleasuring the other. However, he also enjoys simply taking turns, because he loves watching your reactions and hearing you praising him about how well he’s doing. Plus, sometimes he really just wants to lean back and enjoy as you suck him off too.

P = Pace (is he fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

He’s more on the fast and rough side, but can do slow and sensual too. Especially when y’all are just having sweet vanilla sex he’ll be so soft and caring with you 🥺 and yet he’ll keep a slow pace until you start begging him for more, focusing entirely on your pleasure as he makes sure to help you build up your orgasm slowly, so he could make sure your high shakes your whole body when it finally does come crashing down on you.

Q = Quickie (his opinions on quickies?)

A big fan tbh! Though it’s not a rare occurrence for something that was supposed to be only a quickie to turn into well over an hour of sex so cjbdndbdnxnx

R = Risk (does he like to experiment or take risks?)

He’s open to trying out pretty much anything, especially if it’s something you bring up to him. Will usually not find it weird, even when it’s something that would seem weird to others or that a lot of people shy away from. Sure, there are some things he won’t be into, but most of the time he’ll be open to at least try! As for risk taking - as I said, semi-public is definitely something he’d be open to, but he will make damn sure you two don’t get caught.

S = Stamina (how long does he last?)

Not as long as he’d like lol. However, when he really feels himself running out of energy but both of you still want to keep going, he’ll simply suggest taking a bit of a rest with some cuddles, and then eventually you’re gonna start lazily getting each other off again. You’ll either keep going for another round or two, or you’ll agree that you really are all out of energy and you can just keep cuddling!

T = Toys (does he own toys? does he use them? on a partner or himself?)

I think he’d like the idea of using toys while having sex with you! A vibrator, a cockring, or maybe even handcuffs - if it enhances the pleasure for you, him, or both of you, he’s all for it!

U = Unfair (how much he likes to tease)

Teases A LOT. I don’t think I need to say much here. He’s a tease in- and outside of the bedroom, he just can’t help himself :’)

V = Volume (how loud or vocal is he? what does he sound like?)

He’s pretty vocal I’d say!! Definitely talks a lot and is super into dirty talk especially - but if you’re only just starting to have sex and getting to know each other’s bodies, or if he’s with someone inexperienced, he’ll definitely communicate a lot too and ask what feels good and what doesn’t, nudges you in the right direction, etcetc. Lots of moans and groans and other noises that tell you he likes what you’re doing especially when you’re pleasuring him, or when he’s coming close. And don’t get me started on the fucked out and exhausted but at the same time sweet tone in his voice afterwards, as he tells you how amazing you were.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon)

“Ahh…” Wooyoung lets out a pained noise, almost a whine, as you push him into the mattress with his hands pinned above his head. You can see his muscles dancing under his skin, yet he doesn’t put any strength at all into a rather pathetic attempt to free himself. You’ve ceased your movements on top of him, edging him for the third time now, and you can tell he’s slowly losing his composure, a drop of sweat on his forehead, and his eyes shut tightly in a desperate expression. Still, he doesn’t do anything to resist. He doesn’t free himself - which he undoubtedly could - and he doesn’t flip your positions around to take over control. He barely even begs. Of course he does, but what falls from his lips the most are praises about how good you make him feel, how beautiful you are, and sometimes a “can’t take it anymore”. And that’s your cue to stop, to let him rest while his chest rises and sinks as he breathes heavily, waiting until you can start riding him again, not yet knowing yourself whether you’ll let him cum this time, or if you want to keep playing with him.

“Woo…” you breathe out, leaning in to scatter a trail of sloppy kisses up his sternum. “Such a good boy for me…” The way he looks at you when he opens his eyes makes your heart swell. There’s still so much warmth in his gaze, and so much desire too. He doesn’t care if you keep teasing him like this or if you finally grant him that release he so desperately needs - all he cares about is you making him feel good, one way or the other. And so you press a kiss to his lips, before slowly starting to roll your hips again.

X = (X) as a mark (does he like marking you/being marked? where?)

He enjoys marking his partner, but loves being marked up even more! If you set any rules like no marks where it’s hard to cover, he will absolutely annoy you by pretending as if he was trying to give you a hickey there, but he’ll never do it for real (unless maybe he’s drunk and goes a little overboard kalsjdfks). Instead he loves marking your chest especially, but the inside of your thighs and your hips are close seconds! As for him, he really doesn’t mind where you put your mark on him. Couldn’t care less if it’s somewhere that’s hard to cover - quite the opposite actually. He loves the thrill of knowing he’ll be in trouble the next day because of you sucking a mark into the skin on the side of his throat. He does see it as a way to mark you as his and vice versa, but it’s not among the most important parts about sex with you for him.

Y = Yearning (how high is his sex drive?)

Average I’d say? He doesn’t need sex every day, though he wouldn’t mind! He certainly won’t say no if it’s something you want, but for him he’d be perfectly satisfied with only a few times a week, when you two really have the capacity to take your time with it.

Z = Zzz (how quickly he falls asleep afterwards)

Tbh he can fall asleep fairly quickly afterwards. However, he will always make sure to stay awake for a good amount of aftercare and some cuddles. Even when he’s spent and tired he doesn’t want to fall asleep on you immediately.

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wonysugar · 7 months

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it’s so over for me…. ch. 12

wdym y/n’s drunk??

word count: 2.9k

warnings: alcohol, weed and sex!! :]

tags: puppy kink, spitting kink(?), sub!aeri, dom!yn, bathroom sex, it’s a college house party idk what to tell you,,

there you were, in the middle of this horrible-decision-making-young-adults infested place, clothed in what you swore you wouldn’t even consider wearing. look, there was nothing else you could’ve done, it was around 11pm at the time, every store was closed, and even if they weren’t, you had like, no money. you had to work with what you had which was apparently a bunch of fuckass warm hoodies and sweatpants.

stopping yourself from just standing somewhere just observing everyone having fun, you decided to walk around after a bit. squeezing yourself through the unending piles of people drinking and smoking just by the front door. it reeked of marijuana as soon as you entered the house, but honestly, it was a college house party, what were you expecting?

at the corner of your eye, you spotted your two surprisingly decently dressed best friends, heejin and kazuha, standing next to the very cliche, very heavily liquor-filled red cups. heejin was wearing a black crop-top that very much showed cleavage with a black short skirt, the outfit completed by thin fishnets and thick black boots. kazuha, went for a more cozy look and wore a baggy white long-sleeved shirt under a brown graphic tee. her baggy pants were black and matching with her black and white converse.

you quickly rushed to get to them, waving at them as you still squeezed through. soon enough, they noticed you as you got out of the huddle of students.

“..what are you wearing.” heejin raised an eyebrow, her eyes slightly widened at the sight of the god-awful clothing before her. you shrugged, also eyeing her up and down.

“look. you know that i had nothing to wear! actually, let’s not mind my clothing, you wanna talk about the fact that you dressed up like a gothic slut?” you teased back, earning a small, amused oohh from kazuha.

“this is a college party, y/n, not bible study. everyone here is supposed to dress up like whores.”

you both subtly looked at kazuha’s attire, her innocent face looking back at the both of you just making the whole ‘loser girl who got lost on her way to the gaming café’ vibe look even more ridiculous. it’s okay though, she looked gay and confused enough to attract girls.

ning and aeri were watching this very random guy who’s been doing a very random handstand for about 20 minutes whilst everybody was hyping him up.

“holy shit he’s so fucking red.. he might actually faint from this oh my god??” said aeri, wiping away her tears of laughter with her finger while still cackling hardly at the scene. she was being careful not to damage her nails in any way. i mean, she got them done three days ago, they were precious.

ning glanced away to contemplate if throwing this party was even a good idea in the first place, that’s when she saw you watching your friends down whole cups of vodka and laughing with them.

well that answers her question!

she nudged a still laughing aeri with her elbow, annoying smirk plastered on her face as she still watched you from afar. “aeri, look at this.” she said, eventually, said girl looked in the same direction, still barely getting over the dude that was circled by people while he was practically doing acrobatics, “huh, what’s up?”

“isn’t that your girlfriend? you should go talk to her.” ning suggested playfully, earning a scoff from aeri. “also what the fuck is she wearing.” she quietly added, not realizing that she said that sort of outloud.

“i’m not going over there, she’s gonna like, judge me.” said the japanese girl, now gently rubbing on her arm as her expression morphs into one of worry. aeri uchinaga displaying nervous tics? that’s new.

“aeri, you’re the most popular girl on campus, everybody wants to either be you or be with you. if y/n l/n judges you, then you can jus-“

“where the fuck is jimin? we’re already all out of booze, god damn it.” minjeong interrupted, crashing into the conversation with absolutely no care about what they were talking about beforehand, which was typical minjeong behavior, so they weren’t offended.

“i don’t fucking know? probably making out with some girl?” aeri responded, wearing a cocky smirk while ning chuckled. it was very, and i mean very probable that jimin was doing someone right now. sure, she pretended to be homophobic when it came to aeri for shits and giggles, but that girl basically fucked everything she found remotely attractive. and that, included lots of girls and boys on campus, who were also coincidentally all rich?

“oh how lovely. well, we all wonder when that’s gonna be you with y/n! you fucking bitch..” she shoves her cup onto aeri as she mumbles that last bit then glares at both of the girls before walking away. in minjeong’s language, that basically meant “okay, thanks for letting me know! love you!” so they just sent her her way with a wave that she didn’t even get to see. ning immediately then turns back to aeri.

“okay, so, like i was saying! you should just be cool, unbothered, nonchalant. you know what i mean? who cares if she rejects you, there’s plenty of fish in the sea.” she said, trying to reassure her best friend and pretending like she didn’t completely rat aeri out to y/n not even a week ago at starbucks.

aeri, in return, only gave her an even more worried look, the one that she usually had whenever she sighed deeply and went “ughhh i don’t knowww..”, but this time she just stayed quiet. she was gonna have to watch from afar, yet again.

ning eventually gave up on convincing aeri to talk to you and went to go have well-deserved fun which meant finding minjeong and grinding on her just to piss her off. aeri, on her side of the room, was leaning on the wall and just kept staring at you, dramatically drowning in her own despair as she took small sips of her drink, sighing and biting her lip.

that’s when you two made unintentional eye contact, the both of you feeling awkward and quickly looking away, the ‘wanting to sneak a glance at someone but not knowing they were already looking at you in the first place’ cliche, if you will. that’s when aeri decided she needed to grow some balls! she exhaled sharply, taking one big gulp of her vodka, then gripped the cup in her hand for security.

she was gonna talk to you tonight, whether you liked it or not.

the next time you looked at her from across the room, she was already staring you down, which caused you to look back at her, trying your hardest to look intimidating, and also somewhat hot? you ran your hand through your hair, grabbed your drink from the table next to you and took a sip, holding very intense eye contact with her. the alcohol went down your throat, spiky, and you did your best in not grimacing. you were also hoping this wouldn’t start anything violent, considering that heejin went to go dance and kazuha was probably somewhere in the house, standing in a corner playing candy crush on her phone, so you were kinda powerless in this situation.

seeing you stare at her like this, all while swallowing some strong ass alcohol as if it was a regular tuesday for you turned her on way more than she’d like to admit. it infuriated her how pretty she found you in your ridiculous, bland, stupid, cute outfit. oh she was livid. she took one or two step towards you as she was practically guzzling down her drink, as if to challenge you.

oh it was on.

“heyy kazu, have you seen y/n? i can’t find her, she’s not upstairs nor is she in the basement.” heejin asked, leaning on the table. she wasn’t exactly worried about where you could’ve been, just weirded out. you’d usually stay in one place for a whole event then go home after a few hours.

kazuha, looked around, slightly tipsy, but still being able to articulate proper words, “uhhhhh no? last time i saw her she was downstairs chugging down booze. knowing her, she’s probably drunk as fuck right now.”

heejin furrowed her eyebrows hearing that whole sentence, “drunk?? what do you mean y/n’s drunk, she never gets drunk???”

you snatched the random vodka bottle that was conveniently next to you, ignoring the wasted frat boy whining and telling you to put it back, then you take a step of your own towards her. you very aggressively take off the lid of the bottle and chug it down, which you very quickly realized was a really bad decision. since you barely drank in your day to day life, you were already sorta drunk, so making out with the bottle and drinking all of its fluid was not helping. you felt your vision go blurry.

several, and i mean several minutes of taunting each other, getting voluntarily tipsy out of your minds and getting progressively closer to each other, you ended up face to face. her hooded eyes piercing through yours. her face slightly flushed from alcohol. her bottom lip swollen from the amount of times she bit into it while looking at you and oh my god her eyeliner looks really really really well done? you wished you could do it as good as he-

focus, y/n. this is war. confront her, ask her why she’s this much of an asshole all the time, why she’s been on your ass ever since you quote retweeted that definitely-not-pretty-at-all picture, why she totally has a big humongous lesbian crush on yo-

suddenly, you felt her lips on yours, hungrily kissing you, seemingly not giving a fuck about who sees. her hands roaming your body, gently tugging at your hoodie as she made out with you.

what the fuck?

what the fuck??

wow her lips felt nice?? you confusingly kissed her back, with just as much desperation. you couldn’t lie that the kiss was making you feel some sort of way, especially with the manner that her hands sneakily cupped your ass as you allowed her tongue to roam your mouth, quietly whimpering at the feeling. she wouldn’t hear it anyways, not only was she completely out of it, but the music was also too loud to even hear anything of the sorts.

she pulled away for a quick while, hazily smirked at you and gently grabbed your wrist, leading you into what seemed like… the bathroom? you really couldn’t tell, your vision was a blur. you quickly put the bottle somewhere on a counter close by before entering the restroom.

the only thing on your barely functioning mind at that moment was kissing aeri again.

“there you are. i’ve been looking for you for what felt like hours.” said minjeong, staring down at a red-eyed jimin, sitting on the couch holding a lit and rolled up joint whilst giggling.

“sorryyyy, i was exploring this one girl’s body right then some really hot guy joined in? shit was wild minjeongie you should’ve been the-“

“i don’t give a flying fuck about all of that yu jimin, we’re out of booze, fix it. quickly.” coldly ordered the shorter girl as she crossed her arms, making the taller one groan annoyingly.

“oh my goddd girl, i put a bottle on the table downstairs, just drink from that.” whined jimin, taking yet another puff of her almost finished joint.

“yeah, i was going to until y/n took the bottle. i have no fucking clue where she put it, so get up and go get more.”

there you were, leaning on one of jimin’s bathroom doors, hand on the knob to block anyone from entering. aeri was pinning you to it, her head in the crook of your neck, kissing and licking on it while her hands rest on your waist, fingers occasionally digging in.

your top was off, because according to her, “it needed to go”, which could mean multiple things ranging from sexy to just mean, but you were too drunk to even comprehend simple words, so you shrugged it off and just took off your hoodie for her, leaving you with only your bra.

with time, she went further down with her mouth, getting to your collarbone and placing hungry kisses there, then to your barely clothed boobs, where she did the same thing. you could feel her smiling stupidly against you as she kissed them, then she wrapped her arms around you, unhooking your bra.

she put her mouth on one of your nipples as soon as they were exposed, making you gasp at the sensation that was amplified by 10, thanks to the alcohol you consumed earlier. one of her hands now groping your other tit and playing with the bud. you felt her other hand tease your lower stomach, slowly sliding it down your sweatpants.

“fuck aeri..” you quietly moaned out, feeling her smirk against you yet again, gently rubbing her long fingers on your clothed and embarrassingly wet cunt. it angered you, how horny she got you.

she pulled away from your chest, looking at you cockily as she slightly tilted her head, “you’re so wet for me y/n, i thought you hated me?” she scoffed.

does she ever shut up?

you rolled your eyes, now annoyed, “god, you’re so fucking infuriating.. use your mouth for something good for once and just eat me out already. you’re the one who dragged me in here, so shut the fuck up and do something.” you saw how aeri’s smirk dropped a tad bit, oh how it amused you. she definitely wasn’t expecting you to be this.. demanding. it, very surprisingly, turned her on. a lot.

she was always the one doing the talking, she was always doing the ordering, now why were you always the one to make her discover things about herself, damn it?

you groaned at her. she was looking at you like some baffled dumbass. you grabbed her straightened long brown hair in a swift motion, earning an unexpected but very welcomed whine from her.

“did you not hear me? take my pants off and get on your fucking knees, i don’t have all night.” you sternly said, watching how her eyebrows furrowed, she really didn’t like the idea of you being in control of things and it showed. yet, she obeyed, like the good little bitch she was, she obeyed.

as soon as she pulled your pants and panties down, aeri got on her knees and looked up at you with glossy eyes, probably tearing up from the pain she felt on her scalp when you pulled on it. that poor girl, her expression a mix of anger, lust and fear of what you might do to her.

in response, you could only chuckle, seeing her this vulnerable looking, completely at your mercy, it did something to you. you never thought you’d enjoy this, especially due to the fact that you’re usually the submissive one in these types of situations, but it seems like the alcohol was doing the speaking for you.

“come on, get to work puppy.”

she kept eye contact, exhaled heavily as she closed her eyes a moment, giggled nervously as she mumbled a small ‘what the fuck am i doing.’ then, ended up going in.

her tongue gave small puppy licks to the entire surface of your slit, messily tasting the slick that was coated all over it, eventually teasing also your folds and entrance. you threw your head against the door you were leaning on, running your hand through her now not-so-straight hair, so intoxicated that you couldn’t control the noises that came out of you, you just kept calling out her name, you just kept muttering how much of a good bitch she was being for you, and she loved every second of it.

aeri, apparently was too, heavily intoxicated, because whenever she gave a suckle to your clit, or even when she inserted her tongue inside of you, she just couldn’t help but let out every noise that wanted to come out of her mouth. humming and moaning your name against your core, even digging her new nails into your hips and thighs.

“open your mouth baby.” you ordered, running your thumb across her wet bottom lip.

“m-mhm.” she moaned, looking up at you with teary eyes, her mascara running down her cheeks, her eyebrows upturned as she stuck out her numb tongue. you spat in her mouth, still rubbing her lip with your thumb. she didn’t even bother to question it, she just swallowed it like the stupid, desperate whore she is for you.

despite how exhausted you might’ve been, despite how blurry everything was to you at that moment, despite how confused you still were about everything, one thing you did know was that she was making you feel soooo good, you couldn’t stop using her pretty mouth, so much so that you planned on using it all night long.

“no seriously where the fuck is y/n?? i’m not leaving without her jimin.” yelled a very worried, very tipsy heejin, screaming at jimin while kazuha, the only one remotely sober at that moment, held her back from jumping the other girl.

“damn girl, relax.. your friend is probably somewhere upstairsss.. i’ll send her off tomorrow whenever she wakes up, okay? now please, leave.”

and just like that, the door was slammed shut on both of your best friends’ faces. they processed all of it, then had to call a cab to get them home safely.

while in the car, they were both praying you were okay, and that you were sleeping soundly somewhere in that house.

they thought of every possible scenario that could’ve happened to you,

but aeri tonguefucking you all night in the bathroom definitely was not one of them.

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munson-blurbs · 10 months

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Inspired by a drawing by the absurdly talented @dr-aculaaa 💚 thank you for allowing Steve’s chest hair to live rent-free in my mind.

Warnings: smut (18+ only, minors DNI), sub!Steve, dom!fem!Reader, pet name (“Miss”), praise & degradation, chest riding, brief handjob

WC: 909

Everyone assumes the man formerly known as King Steve is also the king in bed. And he used to be, until you came along and showed him just how fun being submissive can be.

You’re laying in his bed—king-size, of course—legs on either side of his torso. He’s had a long day at work, and you’re great at helping him relax.

“Poor thing,” you coo, leaning over and pressing soft kisses along his jawline. “Need me to take care of you?”

Strong hands grip the back of your thighs as he whimpers a barely audible, “mhm.” You’d normally make him use his words like a good boy, but you decide to cut him a little slack tonight.

“Clothes off.” Steve does as you say, wasting no time as he yanks off his jeans and boxers, cock springing free. It might be his only body part that isn’t exhausted; just the opposite, actually. A bead of pre-cum pearls at the red, angry tip, and it takes all of your willpower not to get on your knees and lick it clean straight away.

He starts to lay back down, erection in hand as he slowly bucks his hips into his fist.

“Shirt, too, Stevie,” you tut disapprovingly. “C’mon, you know how much I love that chest of yours.”

Reluctantly, Steve lets go of his achingly hard cock and lets you tug his shirt over his head. You toss it to the ground haphazardly, climbing back on top of him. Your body is a bit higher on his now, and when you lower yourself onto him, your pussy makes direct contact with his chest hair.

Steve realizes it faster than you expect him to. “You’re not—are you not wearing anything under this?” he incredulously asks, giving the fabric of your bunched up skirt a small flick. The sight of your bare sex has his eyes rolling back, a wanting groan drifting from his throat. “S’pretty,” he finally manages.

“You think I’m pretty?” Of course he does; to him, you’re the most beautiful person in the goddamn world. But you’re not really looking for an answer. No, your favorite pastime is asking him simple questions during sex and watching him struggle to respond.

Right now, for example, you’re rubbing yourself against the soft brunette tendrils between his pecs as you say, “What makes you think I’m pretty, Stevie?” Your voice drips with feigned innocence, as though you’re not using his body to get yourself off.

His fingertips squeeze the plush of your ass, firm enough to stabilize your movements without anchoring you. “Eyes,” he mumbles, cock twitching when he feels his chest hair become wet with your slick. “Y’got pretty eyes, baby. An’ your lips…”

“What about my lips?” When he fails to answer—as you knew he eventually would—you heave an impatient sigh. “If you’re not gonna tell me why I’m pretty, I’ll just have to give you a reason to be quiet.” With that, you wrap your fingers around his neck. The slight pressure has him reaching for his dick, but you use your free hand to slap him away.

“Did you ask me?” you snap, scoffing when he only shakes his head. “And now we’ve forgotten how to use any words, huh? I haven’t even touched your cock yet and you’ve already gone dumb?”

“N-No. No, I did-didn’t ask you,” Steve stammers, voice low with lust and from your grip on his throat. “‘M sorry, s-so sorry, Miss.”

And there it is. He’s slipped into subspace just from being choked and watching you ride his chest. Fucking pathetic.

You grind against him faster, reveling in the way the hair feels against your clit. “I was gonna be so nice tonight, Stevie. Was gonna suck that beautiful cock of yours. Maybe even let you eat me out while I did it. But now,” you pout, “I’m just gonna use you to cum, and if I’m in a better mood after, I might let you cum, too.”

“Yes, Miss,” he whines, saliva pooling at the left corner of his lips. “I’ll take whatever you give me. I’ll be a good boy for you now, I promise.”

You dutifully ignore him, focusing on your own needs. You lean on him a bit more, a delicious friction building between your core and the hair now matted to his chest. All he wants is to grab onto your breasts that currently hover over his face, but he knows better than to push his luck right now. Not when he’s already gotten himself into trouble.

Your non-dominant hand digs into his shoulder as you bring yourself to orgasm, your sweet release sticky on his body. Steve is shaking, trembling, and you choose to take pity on him.

“Don’t worry; I’ll take care of you now,” you grin, watching as he gasps for air, relief flowing through his veins.

He’s writhing the moment you take hold of his dick. You’ve barely touched it, but the small, staggered movements within your grasp are too much for overstimulated King Steve. Thick, hot ropes of cum shoot from his cock and trickle down your knuckles.

“Shit, y’just—too much—had to cum.” He’s babbling, not making any sense. “Couldn’t stop—”

You quiet his blathering with a kiss to his lips, hand remaining on his softening length. “Get some rest, Stevie,” you murmur, noticing his heavy-lidded eyes already beginning to flutter closed. “Maybe you can be a better boy for me in the morning.”

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zqteez · 9 months

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crazy for you | s.h x reader

summary: seonghwa is coming back from a vacation and he misses you very much and wants to give you something in return

wc: 948 (ik shes a lil short)

warnings: (dom!hwa , sub!reader), oral (f receiving), unprotected sex (don’t do that 🤬), pet names (doll, good girl, etc), making out, fingering (f receiving), begging, praise, (lmk if i missed anything!!)

8:27pm .

it’s been a long day at work for you and your just tired and you miss your boyfriend. you miss him so bad you rarely come outside the house now. he doesn’t tell you when he’s coming back, but he’s coming back eventually. your sitting on the couch watching your favorite tv show when all of a sudden you hear keys at the door. you think it’s an intruder so you turn off the tv, run and hide in the closet not even caring the food you left there.

“heyy.. i’m home.” a voice comes from the living room where you were just at a few minutes ago, but you recognize the voice. you want him to say something again to make sure it’s really who you heard. “hello..? anyone home?” oh yeah, you realize it’s seonghwa. you come running out of the closet running towards him and leaping into his arms. “OH MY GOSH SEONGHWA I MISSED YOU SO MUCH.” you cry in his arms. “i know you missed me i could tell, haha.” he starts chuckling at you.

“hey, you know what we should do?” you look at seonghwa wondering what he’s gonna say. “i should give you something in return.. or just a reward since you missed me..” he drops you back onto the group as his hands leave your waist and start to go up your body. you knew what he was doing. you smashed your lips into his and you both start making out, not caring about the food you left behind, his luggage, nothing. all you needed was him and him only right now. in the kiss he mumbles “how about we take this to the bedroom princess.”

you and seonghwa start taking off each others clothing one by one starting at the top if each others bodies to the bottom. seonghwa loves your body and he will do anything to protect it at all costs, once you’re fully naked infront of him he stares at your body, his eyes look at every inch of your body in happiness that he has you. now that your sitting on the edge of the bed he pushes you on your back holding your arms up against the backboard of the bed and continues making out with you again. his lips are so soft and you don’t want it to end.

after he stops making out with you his hands let go of your hands and makes his way down to your throbbing cunt. you needed him badly. you didn’t touch yourself once while he wasn’t there. “all wet for me and i haven’t even gotten started..” you not frantically as he mumbles kissing your inner thigh making you twitch your body due to sensation and vibration. he’s still kissing your inner thighs and then makes his way to your clit, licking your folds making you moan and throw your head back.

as he’s licking your folds, you try not to moan so you put your hand over your mouth. “remove your hand from your mouth and let me hear those pretty sounds from you baby..” he whisper’s as he comes up to kiss you on your forehead. he then goes back to eating you out and as he sticks his tongue into you, you let out the most pornographic moan you think you’ve ever done. you didnt care if the neighbors heard at this point, he didn’t either.

“your gonna be moaning my name twenty-four seven after this doll” as he still eats you out he sticks a middle and ring finger into you making you arch your back. this goes on for a good few seconds and you realize your about to reach your high and cum on his mouth and fingers. “your getting tight on my fingers baby let it out when you want to..” right when he says that you cum in his fingers and mouth leaving a glossy tint on his mouth and fingers. “good girl..” your breathing heavily and your vision is blurry. he kisses you on your lips as you also taste yourself on him.

“please..seonghwa..i need y-you..” you manage to breathe out. “you need what honey?” he’s back to teasing you again. “i need..your cock..”. your voice was so raspy. he loved it. “one more time…” he asks and you cry out “I NEED YOUR COCK PLEASE PARK SEONGHWA.” oh he loved it when you screamed for him. “your wish is my command princess.” he pulls out his cock and pushes it into your folds making you arch your back and moan into his neck.

“your so tight already.. fuck.” he breathes out as he’s thrusting in and out of you as your rub your clit to get to your high faster. “please.. please fill me up hwa..” you moan. “of course baby..” he thrusts more faster and faster as you start to see white in your eyes. “m’ gonna cum..s-so fucking..good..” you say. “i am too.. shiit.” you both are a moaning and groaning mess for each other eventually till you both peak your peaks and cum on each other painting your walls white and you cumming on his cock. afterwards he moves to your right and sits next to you holding your body in his arms.

he knew it would take you a while to get back to earth but he know you loved it. “i love you so much y/n..” he breathes onto your neck making you flinch. “i-i love you too..” you whisper. “im so crazy for you love. i hope you know that.” he whispers in your ear kissing your earlobe. “i know.” you giggle. afterwards you fall asleep in his arms.

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multiversed-daydreamer · 8 months

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Pet Chapter 3 - Dinner

WC: ~4200

Summary: This one covers Joel and Tess' growing obsession with you and Your dinner with Tess.

Tags: MDNI, Stalking, Obsessive behavior, Manipulative behavior, Manipulative!Tess, Drinking, coercion to drink if you squint, kidnapping but reader doesn't realize that, Reader is mildly disabled but can work, Mentions on sex, Joel/Tess, PiV but its a flashback, Blowjobs also a flashback. mentions od Dom/sub dynamics

A/N: Thank you @patti7dc for being the coolest beta. <3 I really hope y'all enjoy this one. Check out my Masterlist for more. :D

“You did what?” Nick hisses at you as the two of you head toward the check-in table for the start of shift. You’d finally convinced Nick to do a burning shift with you, and you kinda regretted it, because despite not giving a shit about what Miller says, you don’t want to piss him off.

“I was high!” You defended. “She said Miller was leaving for a few days and she asked me to come over for dinner. I think she’s just lonely.”

“Okay, I’m not gonna be a jackass and say that you can’t be friends with other people, but if Miller is warning you that I’m a no good guy to be around, Tess certainly isn’t a good candidate either.” Nick had a point, you thought as you both signed in and grabbed shovels, heading towards the raging fire in the middle of the square.

“Okay, fair but I can’t just cancel… I don’t wanna know what Tess’ bad side is!” You were officially panicking, you wanted to cancel but it felt like such a shitty move.

“I don’t like it. Seriously, don’t go.” He watches you with a worried look.

“I’ll stop by your place after.” You promise. Nick shakes his head. He doesn’t like it, but he doesn’t argue either. Now you feel like shit for not taking his worries seriously.

“I’m sorry, Nick. It’s just for like two hours.”

“I’m worried that you’re stepping into something and you’re not going to notice until it’s too late.” He says it gently, like you’re made a glass, and part of you kind of hates him for it.

Joel watches you and Nick get to work from the shadows. To play along with Tess’ lie, he decided to not go to work today, instead handing over a more than generous offer of pills and alcohol to FEDRA to make sure he wasn’t written up. After watching you work for a few minutes, he turns on his heel and heads back to his and Tess’ apartment, they still had final preparations to make before your arrival, and before their team left for a meet-up outside the QZ.

Watching you had stirred excitement in both of them whenever they got the chance to do so. Tess was luckier in some ways cause she’s actively building a connection with you at the market a few times a month. But Joel sees you far more frequently on the job, leaving Tess dealing with keeping the other smugglers in line and slowly prepping their apartment for you.

Their obsession with you had grown beyond what they ever planned for. But the idea of having to wait, having to put in actual work to plan for you, the threat of you potentially turning them down had them preparing for every possibility.

They’d both agreed that for the first month at least, you’d need one of them with you at all times. They couldn’t risk you trying and succeeding in escaping while they were both gone from the apartment. You were smart and careful, they weren’t foolish enough to believe you would give in immediately. You wouldn’t be able to go outside for that month either. They highly doubted anyone would take you from them even if you did ask for help, but again, they want you better situated before they take you out with them.

On a raid about two years prior they’d found a nearly untouched sex store. The others went nuts over it, Joel and Tess discreetly snagged a few things for themselves as well. One of those is a thin leather collar that Joel has carved his and Tess’s names into. They hadn’t used it yet but taking the collar had been what sparked a conversation of eventually keeping a pet if they ever find someone they’d want to keep. They’d also gotten other things as well, cuffs, paddles, a flogger, and a riding crop. Tess also got lucky enough to find a strap-on and a dildo that works with it. She doesn’t use it often, but that might change now that they’ll have you around all of the time.

Just the thought of you is enough to get them going. It’s become almost a game to tell each other random fantasies they have over you while they fuck. Joel talking about how you’d look so good bent over their table whimpering on his cock while Tess’ mouth is wrapped around him. Tess tells him how good you’d look on your knees, underneath the table while they eat, or discussing raid plans while she sinks down on his cock. Joel grunting about how FEDRA gave you shit on shift one day as he drills into Tess from behind.

They’re obsessed with you. You’ve taken over their minds. Their need to have you has led them to follow you to your shifts, learning your routines and the paths you take home every day, to learning who you’re interacting with and who makes you smile the biggest. They’ve quietly approached a few people, scaring them away before they’ve gotten too close, but Nick, Nick is a fucking problem. You seem taken with him. Clearly infatuated with a boy who they don’t approve of and they hate it. They need to move as fast as they can before you and Nick decide to be a couple. Because if Joel finds out Nick has touched you, he’ll fuckin’ kill him.

One day while you were out working, they’d managed to get into your apartment. There weren’t many personal items in there but they took their time exploring your place, smelling your sheets, and even trying to take a few non-noticeable items like a shirt and a book so that they’d have a few things for you to help you settle in with them.

Joel makes it back to the apartment and sighs, glancing around. Not much was visibly different, except for a little ring screwed into their wall in the living room. Underneath it is a plush pink pet bed that they’ll be hiding when you come over for dinner, but it’ll be yours come tomorrow morning. He can already see you on it, kneeling on the bed with your collar on waiting for him or Tess to come unlock you so you can play or fuck or eat or whatever. He imagines how cute you’d look curled up on it under a blanket, napping in the sun while he and Tess go about their usual business. He shakes his head from his thoughts and looks at Tess. “All set for tonight?”

She nods. “I’m gonna go over the planned route one more time with the guys, make sure they know where the fuck they’re going, but then they’re set. How is she?” Joel’s mouth twitched up for just a moment, she knew he had watched you get to work.

“At work. With Nick.” They both exchanged a look. Tess hadn’t been too worried about Nick but last night had seriously pissed them both off. You’d been not in your right mind, susceptible to influence that wasn’t theirs and they hadn’t liked it one bit. But they debated on whether or not they should punish you for it and they decided on starting with a lecture and seeing how you respond to that. If things go to plan that lecture will take place over breakfast tomorrow morning.

“I still think you should ditch.”

“You’re probably right.” You admit as you and Nick head home after shift. Joel hadn’t shown up to burning detail for the first time since you’ve been in the QZ, lending credence to the idea that he’d left to do whatever the fuck he’s doing for “smuggling detail” as Nick called it.

You two went your separate ways as Nick headed for his building, but not before reminding you to head to his place after Tess’ so he knows you made it out alive. “Funny.” You called back to him, rolling your eyes as he chuckled and slipped inside, leaving you to finish your walk home alone and wishing you’d had the balls to go with him instead. You sigh, making it to your own building and upstairs and into the shower. You washed your face, hair, and body before getting out and toweling yourself off.

You get into some clean jeans and a clean, semi-tight fitting shirt that is not as threadbare as your others. Instead of your usual red hoodie, you grabbed a lighter blue and grey zip-up. You put on your shoes, lock up your apartment, and head down to meet Tess.

You give her a smile when you get outside. She’s in a nice shirt with her brown jacket over it and a pair of jeans. “How was your shift?” She asks as you join her on the sidewalk.

You fall into step with her as you answer. “Long, but I had Nick with me so I got to annoy someone at least.” She falls silent for a moment, and you frown. You never really brought Nick up to Tess before, and you think maybe introducing him while you were both high yesterday likely left a bad impression on her. “Er.. I’m sorry about yesterday. We weren’t expecting to run into you.” You wince at your own words, they sound strange and awkward in your mouth. You don’t even think you mean the apology. Sure you don’t want Tess to feel uncomfortable with what you do with others, but at the same time, you’re an adult and it’s none of her business what you and Nick do together on your day off.

“You didn’t show up at the market and it had me worried. When you came home high and with somebody I know from the… unsavory sides of the QZ, I was concerned.” She responded.

‘Unsavory sides of the QZ’ You play those words over in your head. Nick just buys joints on occasion, it’s not like he does any of the other shit. “He doesn’t… I mean he’s not involved in stuff.”

“No. He isn’t. But that doesn’t mean he’s safe.” She says it carefully like she knows this is dangerous territory. You follow her across the street and around the corner of a different street. You can’t help but feel a little annoyed. It’s one thing to deal with this from Nick, who isn’t trying to overstep his bounds, just trying to make sure you’re being safe with people like Tess.

Tess has no right to tell you who’s safe and who isn’t when she does what she does. You don’t comment on it though, because she’s finally turning to a building and heading up the stairs to the door. You decide to change the subject. “What’s for dinner?”

She huffs. “Spaghetti.” You perk up at that, you love pasta.

You make it inside Tess’ apartment and you can’t help looking around. Joel and Tess’ domain was pretty normal. There was a little table like your own directly in front of the door, off to the left was a small living room with a couch and a chair, a small bookshelf sitting between two windows with an old-timey radio on top of it. A larger shelf is against the same wall as the door with different knick-knacks on it. There was a small coffee table in front of the couch with a candle and some matches on it. The dining table was cleared but on the floor next to a wall was what looked to be some kind of circuitry project.

“Don’t ask, it’s something Joel is working on.” Tess mutters, seeing you eye the contraption curiously.

“What is it?”

“Don’t know. Something to occupy Joel on his days off, I guess.” You nod and drop the subject. You inhale the smell of ground beef and delicious spices coming from the stove.

To the right of the door is a pretty decent kitchen area. It’s cluttered with dishes on the counter and different grains and spices on the shelves. There's a can of gas that you can’t tell is full or not in a corner. A makeshift clothesline had been hung up and had a few hand towels and a t-shirt on it.

“Smells good. Do you need help with anything?”

Tess chuckles, “You can plop your ass in a chair. I finished before you came, knew you wouldn’t have much time, didn’t want you rushing.”

“Oh.” That was… considerate of her. “Thank you.”

You take a seat at the table and watch as she plates the spaghetti and sets one in front of you and the other across from you. She turns back and opens one of the blue drawers, snagging two forks. She gives one to you and sets the other one down. She grabs two glasses from the cabinet and fills them both with water. One is set by your plate, the other set by hers, she finally sits down and gestures for you to start. “Go on. It’s been forever since I’ve had a guest.”

You chuckle at that. Yeah, you can’t see Joel or Tess being the types to have company over. You forked some noodles into your mouth and chew. It was delicious, the right amount of spice. You nod as you swallow. “This is delicious.” You wonder why Joel would ever skip spaghetti night, that fool.

Tess smiles, clearly liking your praise. “Thank you.”

“Where’d you get the spices?” You ask curiously, twirling your fork through your plate to get another bite.

Tess swallows her own bite before speaking up. “You can get lucky at the market if you know where to look. I also have friends on the outside, they’re well-equipped and are willing to trade with us.”

You nod. You wonder how she and Joel sneak in and out of the QZ so often but you don’t make a comment on it. You were curious, but not enough to get involved.

Dinner passed with ease, you and Tess making small talk. You find yourself relaxing in your chair. It was strange to be in her home, sure, but it was also nice to visit someone other than Nick for once. You finish your plate and she offers you seconds but you’re full so you decline. She sets your plates in the sink and snags two more glasses from the cupboard. She then grabs a hidden handle of a whiskey bottle and comes over to the table.

“You ever try whiskey?” She asks curiously, pouring a small amount into each glass.

“No. Heard it was disgusting though.” Tess chuckles and slides a glass in front of you.

“Dessert.” She jokes, winking at you. You laugh. You’ve never drank before, and you never planned to. You want to decline.

“Um… I should probably be getting back.” You mumble, moving to stand.

Tess raises an eyebrow at you. “What? Bad enough to smoke with Nick but too good to take a shot with me?”

Your brows furrow and you shake your head. “No. No. It’s just getting late is all.” You glance around for a clock but you don't find one.

“You’ve got an hour to get home, and one shot won’t do shit to you, even for a first-time drinker. Trust me.” She raises the glass she has toward you. You sigh, but you don’t want to be a chicken-shit in front of the baddest bitch in the QZ. So, you do something dumber, you ignore your gut telling you to leave while sober, and you raise your glass to clink it with Tess’. You watch her raise her glass to her mouth and smoothly swallow the liquid in one go. You follow suit, dumping the Whiskey into your mouth and you swallow. It burns and it tastes fucking nasty. You almost spit it back out, instead.

“That’s disgusting!” You splutter, your face puckering up dramatically at the aftertaste.

Tess laughs at you. “It gets easier after the first shot I promise. One more, It won't do anything, and I’ve got an eye on the time.” You glance at the darkening windows, but it was cloudy today so it might just be premature darkness tonight.

“One more.” You say, and Tess refills your glass.

“Attagirl.” She says, lifting her glass to yours before you both down the alcohol. She’s right, it is easier on the second go. And you don’t really feel much too. But you’re not doing a third.

You both fall into conversation and you’re feeling warm and a little fuzzy.

“Are you and Nick together?” Tess asks curiously. You two had fallen into relationship talk and she told you that she and Joel had met while traveling to the QZ together and had ended up staying together.

You hesitate, you want to talk to her about this stuff, but the way she responded to you and Nick hanging out the past few days has brought a certain guard back up. “No, not at the moment at least.”

“But you want to be with him?” She pressed.

You nod, “Yeah, I do.” Maybe she and Joel will back off if you tell her the truth. Tess’ eyes drop to the table as if thinking about your answer. Before she can find a response the door is opening and Joel is walking through it.

You stand up automatically, the sight of him is a thorough reminder that you’re currently hanging out at your coworker's house, having dinner with his girlfriend and the only conversation you’ve had with him was an argument about the boy you just admitted to Tess you have a crush on… Awkward.

He looks down at you for a moment and then at Tess. He doesn’t seem surprised to see you, and he closes the door behind him.

“How’d it go?” Tess asked.

“They made it out okay, we’ll see if they make it back or not,” Joel says, stepping past the table and heading to the back of the apartment to where their bed and dresser are.

“I should head home.” You tell Tess. If Joel is home, that means curfew is close.

“Past curfew,” Joel grunts, and you pause, staring at the back of his head for a moment.

“It is?”

“Yep.” He grabs a shirt and some sweatpants from the dresser before disappearing into a closed door that you guessed was the bathroom.

You look at Tess, who gives you an apologetic look. “Sorry, I wasn’t paying attention. You can crash on the couch tonight. I’ll get you a pillow.” You glance at the couch and notice a blanket over the back. You nod.

“Sorry, I shoulda said something.”

“We both got distracted, don’t worry about it.” She comes back with a pillow and tosses it on the couch. “You don’t have the 6:30 shift tomorrow, do you?”

You blink at her before shaking your head. “Uh, no. I don’t start until eleven.”

Tess nods. “Good, I can walk you home tomorrow morning.” Behind the bathroom door, a shower started.

“I thought Joel was gone for the next few days?” You didn’t want to sound accusatory, but you hadn’t been expecting him and now you want to leave pronto.

“Oh, yeah, he changed his mind on going. He’s getting too old for the long hikes anyhow. Bitches for days about his back hurting afterward.” You laugh at the mental image of “Scary Miller” complaining about his age. Normal. It was weird how normal they were.

Tess coaxes you back into your seat, eyeing you carefully like she’s worried you’ll bolt at any sudden movements. In her defense, you might. “We don’t bite.” She assures you, but you don’t believe her for a second. People like Joel and Tess most definitely bite. You hope being aware of that fact will be enough to keep you safe for the night. Tonight. Fuck, you promised Nick you’d stop by after you left Tess’.

“Shit.” You closed your eyes, suddenly feeling terrible. Nick’s gotta be losing his mind right now.

“What’s wrong?” Tess asks.

“I promised Nick I’d stop by after we were done with dinner. He’s probably losing his mind.”

Tess’ lips press together but she doesn’t say anything. You have a feeling she’s not happy that you’ve brought him up again. “I’m sure he’s fine. You told him you were here?”

“I mean, yeah. I usually have dinner with him so I had to tell him I had plans tonight.”

Tess nods. “You tell him you had plans with me?”

“Yeah, he knows we meet up at the market.”

“You tell him when you meet up with me but bail without a word to me to go get high with him?” Tess gives you a sharp look and you pause. It’s only now that you’ve realized how much those two shots have you buzzing. Shit, you’re definitely loose-lipped and tipsy.

“I’m sorry. I just… I never see you around the QZ. How was I supposed to let you know?”

“Maybe don’t bail next time.” She says it softly but you can tell she’s angry. So you nod.

“I won’t. My bad.” You two fall into silence as Joel’s shower continues. Tess reaches out and you flinch back automatically. Tess pauses, her eyebrows shoot up in surprise as she slowly grabs the whiskey bottle and drags it closer to herself. You mentally berate yourself. You typically have better control over your physical reactions than that, but the alcohol is slowing your mind and Tess’ anger has you distracted.

Tess may not push you much about your past, but she’s as sharp as they come, and you just gave a big clue of yourself away with that flinch and you’re furious about it. She pours a bigger shot into the glasses than previously, but you don’t care, too mad at your own lack of control to argue what a terrible idea this is. So you grab the glass she hands you and follow her in swallowing the whiskey. It takes you two tries to get it all, this shot equalling one and a half or even two small shots total. Afterward, you set your glass to the side and relax back into your chair. You swear the new alcohol content hits your body immediately. You already feel drunker than you did a few seconds ago. Fuck it, you’re staying over and she’s drinking too.

After the shower shuts off you decide you don’t want to interact with Miller, so you tell Tess you’re tired and you’re apparently a sleepy drunk. She chuckles and forces you to drink a glass of water before letting you go to the couch and curl up under a big blanket. The pillow smells clean and the blanket smells like Tess.

You hear the bathroom door open and Joel’s heavy steps leading to the kitchen. You can make out the clinking of a plate and some silverware as Joel gets some dinner. He settles at the table with Tess.

“Y’all drank?” He asked quietly, clearly trying not to disturb you.

“Just a little. She was nervous tonight.”

“How was it?” He sounds very interested in your dinner with Tess. It surprised you.

“Fine for the most part. She did bring up NIck repeatedly though.” Tess muttered. You frowned, seriously, what was their deal with Nick? Why did it fucking matter?

Joel grunts. You listen for more but they move on to talk about whatever smuggling run they’re doing at the moment. You end up zoning out, finding their quiet voices comforting enough to relax but too unused to people around you to fall asleep. You hear someone get up and do the dishes. You don’t know how long it takes for you to realize that they’ve stopped talking and the sink is no longer running. You peak up from behind the arm of the couch to see them standing close together whispering about something. Joel presses a kiss to Tess’ forehead and then leans down to whisper something in her ear. She smiles and nods, whispering something back that pulls a chuckle from him. Normal. Joel and Tess were completely normal.

Joel kisses Tess lightly, both of them beyond gitty to finally have their pet inside, under their watchful eyes. “Are you happy with her?” He whispers, double-checking for the last time before they officially collar you. Which will be after breakfast tomorrow morning.

“She’s perfect for us, Joel.”

He chuckles, fighting the grin that wants to spread over his face. He steals one last kiss before stepping away to lock their front door. He twists the deadbolt and then pulls a key out of his pocket. Recently installed was a second deadbolt, but it’s just onesided and needs a key to lock and unlock, a protective measure to make sure you can’t leave without one of them accompanying you. He feels a twist of immense satisfaction to hear it click into place. Behind him, Tess crawls into bed. He turns to watch you on the couch. He’d rather you be in bed with them but not tonight. That’ll start tomorrow night after they’ve collared you and given you their rules and expectations. And, hopefully, after they’ve worn you out with plenty of orgasms.

He flips off the light and forces himself to walk to the bed. The door is locked and he and Tess are both light sleepers, they’ll hear you if you try to move around too much.

They curl up together in bed, their pet finally where she belongs.

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“OPERATION : GET LORD EXPLOSION MURDER LAID”

pairing : denki kaminari, katsuki bakugo

includes : smut, cursing, anal penetration, words of affirmation & affection, coming out, sub!bakugo, bakugo secretly being a sap, virgin!bakugo, kinda stupid denki

This is the shit that makes him angry.

He’s normally angry, more so irritated, it’s Bakugo’s brand. But this made him really angry. His friends sat in a circle, sharing their sex stories while his eye twitched as he slightly hoped they never noticed him. But he’s Bakugo, his presence comes with a fire that cannot be ignored, sadly.

“What about you, Bakugo!” Kirishima patted him on the back with his shark smile, and suddenly all of his friends were looking at him. He decided to admit it, but silently.

“I’m a virgin.” It comes out in a whisper, the quietest Bakugo has been since being conceived.

“Huh?” Sero leans in, so does everyone. “I’m a virgin! Okay? Shut up, don’t even start.” Bakugo turns away from them immediately, not even wanting to see their stupid faces. They’re stupid, he doesn’t need friends anyway.

“Is it because you're so uptight? It totally blows your sexy vibe.” Kirishima concludes, not a hint of amusement in his voice. “Shut up Shitty Hair! I don’t- I don’t need to have sex, it’s stupid anyway! Fuck you, and fuck girls, and guys or whatever!” Within his storm, he left in a cloud of smoke, angry.

“Did he say ‘and guys’?” Sero coughs, waving the smoke away. “You just can’t hear at all, huh?” Mina rolls her eyes. “We should get Bakugo laid.” She suggests, standing tall.

“Who’s gonna wanna fuck him? He’s so..” Kirishima shakes in disgust and then laughs.

They go through with it anyway. They set him up with girls who seem like they’d be his type, and send them his way.

No one really works with Bakugo.

“Are you fucking stupid?”

“I’ll beat you, I always stay on top!”

“You are just so dumb looking.”

“You’re annoying, shut up.”

“Ew!”

“Ugh!”

“Shut up, extra!”

Kirishima watches as he fails over and over again with girls and begins to give up. He lays on their lunch table, which makes Iida reprimand him for minutes. After a while, Iida gives up, and the rest of Bakugo’s group, excluding him, sit down.

“He’s not..he’s not a big fan of girls is he.” Sero groans.

“We tried everything, we tried big tits, small tits, big girls, small girls, smart girls, dumb girls, powerful girls, weak girls, we even asked lesbian girls to try!” Denki frowns as he plops down. “The lesbians got the closest, which is honestly interesting.”

“Maybe we’re shooting for the wrong crowd.” Mina says, looking at Bakugo in line, getting more agitated with each second that a class 1-B girl talks.

Eventually he grabs her face and pushes her out his way. He’s an asshole, but he perks up and sits with his friends.

“Hey Baku-Man.” Denki tries. Bakugo glares with disgust, squinting. “So, talk to anyone interesting?”

“There’s someone.” He says, looking at his food. “And it’s me, I’m the interesting person, the most interesting actually. Get off the table, Shitty hair.”

Kirishima rolls off onto the opposite bench, groaning.

Lunch goes by awkwardly, and as soon as Bakugo leaves, they all exhale. “We can try guys, we have to try something. Maybe after he gets laid, he’ll stop being an ass.” Kirishima hmphs, and try what they will do.

Spoiler, Bakugo is not a hit with the guys either.

“Why are you talking to me?”

“You’re too close, back up before I hurt you.”

“Is this a ploy?”

“Why do you..look like that?”

“Shut up, you’re so fucking stupid.”

“Ew!”

“Ugh!”

“Shut up, extra!”

Kirishima groans again, and lays on the table. “Maybe instead of strangers, we need close friends! Kirishima, flirt with Bakugo!” Sero suggests, Kirishima blinks at him. “I’d be burnt to a crisp immediately.”

“I can try.” Denki suggests, smiling innocently. “Be our guest.” Sero, Kirishima and Mina say at once.

“Hey.” Bakugo sits down, without his lunch, just a bento box that his mother packed.

“Hey Bakugo!” Denki slides in closer to him. “Whatcha got there, Lord Explosion Murder?”

Bakugo goes blank for a minute, Lord Explosion Murder? He looks at Denki for half a second, and then his somewhat shaky hand moves to his box.

“It’s a bento box, clearly.” He opens it, and his friends all lean in to sniff it and sigh. “You sharing?” Kirishima can’t help but ask.

“Fuck no.” He glares at them, and watches them deflate. “Fuck you.” He passes the box down the table. “Thank you, Bakugo!” They all say as they grab one thing from it. It’s almost completely empty, and Denki finishes his portion first.

He looks at Bakugo with the best puppy dog eyes that he can muster. “Please?”

Bakugo is slightly blushing now, he covers his face as he gives it to Denki, who shines with appreciation.

“Wait, stay right here.” Denki gets up and goes across the lunchroom to Midoriya and his friends, to ask Iida for something.

“So what’s the deal, why do you all look so dumb lately?” They all look at him with a somewhat frightened expression.

“I can’t lie, I’m sorry.” Sero let out a breath, and then began to spill. “You told us that you’re a virgin so we wanted to get you laid so we sent you girls but because you’re an asshole, you didn’t do any of them, and then we sent you guys and for the same reason, you’re still a virgin-“

Kirishima tackles Sero to the ground to stop him from talking. “Haha! He’s a funny guy, what a silly man. Uh, we aren’t acting weird, you are!” Mina takes Bakugo’s attention from them. “I don’t want to lose my virginity.” He says, stoically.

“Oh look, Kaminari’s back!” Mina says nervously. “Here, Bakugo.”

It’s a bunch of items from the vending machine, all items that Bakugo orders frequently, and Denki sports a dumb smile. “I didn’t want you to not eat, it’s better than nothing. Iida gave me the money, I’m broke, he told me to say that..well, actually Midoriya told me to, but still.”

“You’re a weirdo.” Denki freezes, and Bakugo leaves after this display.

What Sero spilled stayed in his head, is it that bad he hadn’t lost his virginity?

As dumb as it sounded to him, he wanted it to be special. He made a playlist of songs he’d wanna hear, and what he’d want for aftercare is on a note in his phone.

It’s dumb to him, he doesn’t like how he cares. He tried to not care, even got to the point of bringing her home, but kissing her didn’t feel good. He felt like there was a whole world between them, their hands didn’t interlock in harmony, they didn’t compliment each other, they were just strangers.

“Bakugo!” Denki stops him, the snacks in a trail, as he frees a hand to grab Bakugo’s.

“Kaminari.” He says, not turning back, he was angry, like usual. “I think you actually don’t want to be a virgin, you’re just scared.”

You’re just scared.

“I’m not scared. There’s nothing to be scared of.” Bakugo shook him off with a blast, and left Denki’s arm stinging, but he didn’t leave it alone. “Then- Why not?”

“Leave it alone, Kaminari.” He continued walking, with Denki following close second. He continues to ask, and badger Bakugo with questions, until Bakugo stops, they’re in the stairwell, during gym.

“I don’t owe you anything, and if I find out you told anyone I said this, I’ll rip you to shreds.” Bakugo takes Denki’s collar in his hand, and slams him into the closest wall.

“I can’t just lose my virginity to anyone.” Denki blinks, not understanding it. Bakugo rolls his eyes, the boy is just so stupid. “I want..I want to lose my virginity to someone who’s important to me. Like a partner, or best friend or whatever.”

He expects Denki’s face to be amused, he expects him to laugh, because if the roles were reversed, he’d laugh.

Denki just smiles. “We’re best friends, right?” He takes one of Bakugo’s hands in his own.

“What are you implying, extra?” It’s his defense mechanism, insults and assault, he’s never been a ‘flight’ person, it was always ‘fight’.

Lord Explosion Murder wouldn't run.

“We can- Do you want to lose your virginity to me?” Denki is glowing, he looks genuine. Bakugo blinks at him, the other making him a little weak.

Denki was perfect, he had a body that attracted Bakugo, he was slim but muscled, due to training. He stood there, his warm hand engulfing Bakugo’s somewhat bigger one, with a non-judging smile. He liked that about Kaminari, he could count on him to not understand the circumstance, and even if he did understand, he could still count on him to be sympathetic.

Sympathetic?

Bakugo takes his hand out of his grasp and uses his forearm to push Denki against the wall, harder than last time, and pin him. “I don’t need your damn sympathy.”

“I’m not sympathizing!” Denki says as he attempts to pull Bakugo’s hand from his neck and the other from his chest, from fear of both passing out and getting a boner.

Seeing the other squirm made Bakugo believe him, so he put both his arms down. “I wouldn’t mind.” He mumbles. Denki cocks his head to the side and gets somewhat close, attempting to hear him better. “Whaddya say?”

“I said I wouldn’t fucking mind.”

…

“Wouldn’t mind what?”

Bakugo has to hold his urges back from throwing Denki out the nearest window, is he really gonna make him say it?

“You know.”

“I don’t.” His expression is genuinely clueless, Bakugo turns his head, not showing his vulnerability. “Let’s fuck.”

It’s all he can think to say, Denki gets the hint and he clasps his hands together, not quick to clap but it’s somewhat audible.

“Okay! When, do you want to do it right now or..?”

Bakugo’s face heats up, they're outside of the gymnasium during school hours, and he doesn’t want to get caught fucking Denki Kaminari.

“No! Are you stupid?” Denki slightly nods. At least he didn’t lie.

“We’ll go to your dorm after school.” Bakugo tells him. “So, don’t leave, I’ll be at the entrance.” He folds his arms and walks away. “Not gonna give me a kiss goodbye?” Denki jokes, and smiles to himself.

He doesn’t expect Bakugo to turn around and kiss him though. Bakugo’s lips are soft, and he tastes like something burnt, but it’s not too bad. Denki holds him by the waist and that’s when Bakugo pulls away.

“If I hear a word of this.” Bakugo’s hand ignited, and Denki sweated nervously. He was so gonna tell Kirishima.

With that, they part ways, Bakugo skipping gym and Denki going to it.

“I’m in.” He says to Kirishima, who’s drinking his water. “What?” Kirishima stands up from the ground he sat, with the water in his hand and dribbling down his chin.

“Bakugo let me in. We’re supposed to do it after school today. So, I need the dorm to myself.” Kirishima shakes Denki’s hand excitedly, and then realizes that it’s not very appropriate.

“I can find something to do, Mina and Tsu have been trying to do my hair for ages, I’ll just hang out with them, text me when it’s over.” Denki nods.

“So..Like what? Are you gonna..” His mental assumption sounds dumb. “How does gay sex work?” He whispers it, like a secret. Denki laughs.

“I dunno really, I’ve only ever seen it on porn. One guy puts his thing in the other guy and then boom, pregnant.”

“Oh, I didn’t know men can get pregnant.” Kirishima believes him, sadly, nodding his head into the distance. “You fucking idiots.” Jiro says, she’s been standing behind Kirishima this entire time. “Oh shit-“

“How much did you hear?”

“Just from Kirishima telling you Mina wants to do his hair, anyways, why are you talking about sex in the gym.” Denki gulps hard, he wasn’t even supposed to tell Kirishima.

“We want to know how it works, we’ve got big plans.” Kirishima slings his arm around Denki who smiles fakely. Jiro can’t help but assume they’re talking about with each other.

“It’s just anal. You put your thing inside his butt and fuck it, duh. And no, boys cannot get pregnant.” She rolls her eyes before hitting Denki with a dodgeball.

“Right! I knew that.”

They don’t talk about it aloud after that, just in messages.

Before Denki knows it, he’s at the store buying condoms and candles, and for some reason rose petals and chocolate. Bakugo does not give the wined and dined type, but he said it’s important to him.

He runs, skipping their last period class with a teacher who’s name he can never remember, running to his dorm room.

He scatters the rose petals and lights the candles on the counter and beside. He wasn’t sure where Bakugo wanted to do it, but there were enough petals and candles to be anywhere in the house. He ran a warm bath, just incase Bakugo needed to wash beforehand or after.

All of this was on a website, and from Jiro advice.

He tries to calmly walk to the entrance to pick up Bakugo but trips on the first step and basically rolls down the stairs.

Denki jumps up and dusts himself off, seeing Bakugo in the distance, chewing on a pen.

Who’s topping.

It appeared in his mind, who’s on top? He kept thinking about it, which is why he’s chewing on the pen. He’d be damned if Kaminari got to put his dick in him.

Bakugo looked up once he was close enough. “Hey, Bakugo. Or Lord Explosion Murder, if that’s better.”

He smirks at that, and follows as Denki leads him to the dormitory.

He opens the door to the smell of vanilla, and sees the candles and rose petals. “You fucking weirdo.” He whispers to himself. “Where do you want to do it?”

Bakugo looks around the dorm, Kirishima’s bedroom door is covered by a sheet, Denki’s door is open. The couch has a few spill stains, the bathroom door is open.

“Let’s go to your room.” Denki takes his hand and pulls him ahead. “I changed my sheets, pillowcases, vacuumed, and even wiped off my surfaces.” Bakugo appreciates the gesture, he tries not to smile.

There are condoms on his bedside table, xls. There’s flavored ones, and glow in the dark ones. It’s so Denki of him.

“So, how do you wanna start, just go straight to the sex stuff or foreplay?” It’s a word he’s never said out loud, but he doesn’t want to do the wrong thing and have Bakugo blow him up, literally.

“I want-..” He’s not completely sure, but Denki looks good sitting in front of him on the bed. “I want it to seem natural, just do what you’d do to a girl.” He mumbles the last few words, blushing profusely.

“Oh, okay.” Denki takes that a little too seriously. He pulls Bakugo in by his waist, and lifts his uniform shirt. He kisses his stomach, little light kisses. Bakugo places his hands in Denki’s hair. “Let’s get that shirt off you.” He stands up and lifts the shirt over his head, then does his own.

“Damn, Bakugo.” He smiles and traces the others' pecs. Bakugo slaps his hand, and stifles a chuckle. “Shut up.” The two boys stand close enough to breathe each other’s exhale in. And they do.

“I wanna kiss you.” Denki whispers, before tilting Bakugo’s head up. He can’t fully give himself to Denki, he wants to keep the upper hand.

He leans in and connects their lips. Denki reaches in his back pocket and sprinkles petals over them, and giggles. “Just a little something.”

“Just kiss me, bastard.”

Denki obliges, because he’s such a good listener, Bakugo believes.

Denki snakes his hand into the back of Bakugo’s uniform pants, and the other hand on his waist. He squeezes his butt, which causes Bakugo to moan quietly into his mouth.

“I love that sound.” Denki claims, and then unbuttons Bakugo’s pants, and pulls away so Bakugo can take them off completely. Denki sat on the bed in front of Bakugo, looking at his naked form in awe. “What’re you staring at?”

“You’re so pretty.” Bakugo’s cock throbs with the compliment, and Denki doesn’t miss it. “Oh?”

“Don’t get any ideas, idiot.” He grumbles, but gasps under his breath when Denki takes his length in his hand. “Mm, but I think you do want me to get ideas. You want me to touch you, to taste you. You’re so cute, especially when you’re defensive.”

Bakugo’s cock dribbles with precum, he can’t help it. He’s a sucker for praises. He doesn’t even fight it, he just runs his hands through Denki’s hair.

“What a good boy, Bakugo.” He hears the other whimper, as he strokes him against Denki’s face. He puts his mouth on the tip and hollows out his cheeks. Bakugo’s legs shake at this, and Denki smiles to himself, he’s gonna tease Bakugo about this for so long.

He pushes his mouth into his length until Denki is nose to skin. Well, more so bush, Bakugo doesn’t see the point in shaving completely, he just trims when it seems like too much.

“Fuck.” Bakugo groans, his head flies back as Denki sucks him off, he tastes like coconut, which is not extremely pleasant but soon he begins to taste salty and Denki prefers that over the coconut.

“I’m gonna cum.” He whines, his hands stuck in Denki’s hair, both because he has it in tight fists, and Denki doesn’t comb it often.

Denki doesn’t get to say anything, once he pulls off, his face is painted in hot, white lines.

Once he’s sure, Denki brings a cloth that he made sure to keep in his drawer to his face, and clears his eyes. Bakugo laughs, and smears his still erect cock in the cum on his face.

“You came so fast.” Denki mumbles around the cum that he’s wiped off his mouth with his tongue, and swallows.

“Why am I the only one naked?” Bakugo asks aloud, seeing the tent in Denki’s pants. “Oh, because..I wanted to please you first.”

Bakugo rolls his eyes, and strips Denki of his pants as he wipes his face more. “So, wanna fuck?” Denki smiles. “Is that not what we’re doing?”

“Right.” Denki grabs Bakugo’s waist and flips him under him, Bakugo hits the bed with a groan, but it’s stifled because Denki kissed him immediately. The boy on top’s fingers prod at Bakugo’s entrance.

“I’m not bottoming!” He says as he pulls away. “What? I’m not either.” Denki leans back.

They sit in silence for a second, and then Bakugo puts his hand up. “Rock, Paper, Scissors. Best of three.”

Denki agrees, and they do play. Bakugo loses six times, and insists on yet another redo. “I won, you’re bottom.” Denki gets irritated with the constant fighting, Bakugo continues to squabble and scream obscenities.

Denki quickly changed position while Bakugo complained, he took Bakugo by the neck and pressed him into the bed. “You’re under me, and you’re gonna stop complaining, because you’ll like it.”

Bakugo closes his mouth, he doesn’t bother to fight after that, especially seeing how dominant Denki can get.

“Good boy, you’re too pretty to wanna fight all the time.” Bakugo turns his face, his arms still folded like a kid. Denki moved his hands back toward Bakugo’s hole. “This’ll feel weird.”

He starts with his middle finger. Bakugo groans, it’s a weird feeling, and with the addition of a second digit, his back arches off the bed, it somewhat burns. Denki grabs his cock and pumps it, hoping to ease the pain.

It leaves Bakugo in this strange state between pleasure and pain, and before he knows it, it all begins to feel good. Bakugo moans out Denki’s name, his legs shaking around his hips.

“You ready?” He stops curling his fingers to ask, and Bakugo attempts to catch his breath, he nods.

He was not ready.

Denki had little to no experience with the same sex, only going as far as mutual masturbation, and watching gay porn. He lined it up and just shoved it in.

When Denki lost his virginity, it was to a second year, just a month or two ago. Due to the elasticity of female anatomy, especially when turned on, he did just shove it in, and both parties were fine.

Bakugo was not fine.

His back arched off the bed as he let out a shrill scream. It felt like there was a fire in his ass.

Denki jumped back but didn’t pull out, genuinely confused. They shoved it in on the video, why was Bakugo reacting so much?

“Do you want to stop?! I-I’m sorry!” He was honestly scared a bit of Bakugo, and once the boy is in pain, he just gets worse.

He doesn’t respond, just breathes hard and groans. It takes a few silent minutes, and for Bakugo to break into a cold sweat, for him to adjust.

“You fucker.” He whispered out, mentally spent. Denki leaned in and kissed his neck and lips. He captured his nipple in a pinch and just rubbed gently, he studied the video.

“Kam..” He couldn’t even finish the name. “Fuck me already.” He wheezed, covering his eyes with his forearm.

“If you insist, I'm gonna start slow.” He started with slow, deep strokes. Each punched a low whine from Bakugo’s lips, Denki drank them up, kissing the boy.

“Faster.” It’s all the encouragement Denki needed, he leaned back and sped up, holding Bakugo by his waist and pulling him down onto his length. Bakugo began moaning loudly at this, they sounded like cries, and Denki enjoyed watching his cock bob with each thrust.

Precum spurted onto Bakugo’s stomach, showing that he was enjoying it. It helped to know that he wasn’t hurting him.

He let out a continuous string of “fuck”s matching the thrusts, and reached for Denki’s hands. He pulled them off his waist, one onto his dick and he held the other.

Denki kissed Bakugo’s hand, and began to stroke his dick, it was still wet with both recent precum and from nutting on Denki’s face. “Oh my god, you’re so fucking good to me, Fuck, I love you.”

It slips out before Bakugo can even think about it, he still didn’t realize he said it until Denki halted. “You love me?”

Bakugo looks at him through half lidded eyes. He didn’t want to admit to having something of a crush on Denki, but he doubted the other would continue if he lied.

“I do..Like you.”

Denki’s eyes sparkled, he moved his hands to both sides of Bakugo’s head, and began to ram his length into his hole, smiling and groaning himself.

Bakugo’s body began to wrap around Denki, crying out in pleasure. His legs locked him in, and his arms pulled him into a hug.

“I like you too, Bakugo!” Denki grunts out, then kisses his neck.

“Let’s change position.” Denki whispers, he stands up completely and takes Bakugo against the wall. “Shit, you’re so pretty.” The candlelight illuminated Bakugo’s features, it only turned Denki on more.

The walls weren’t the most comfortable, but Bakugo couldn’t even stop to complain, Denki’s thrusts were fast and deep, punching the air out of his lungs.

“My legs hurt.” Denki giggles, he drops Bakugo on the bed, and then gets back into his hole, he moans out at the tightness. “You feel so good.”

Bakugo grins, purring almost. He can feel himself nearing the brink, and before he can even warn Denki, he’s shooting onto his chest.

Denki isn’t phased, especially considering he’s about to paint Bakugo’s insides white.

Bakugo whines once he’s oversensitive and Denki keeps thrusting. Denki takes Bakugo’s hand and holds it. He goes out almost completely, and then back in. He shakes with that final thrust, and Bakugo moans extremely loud at that. “Did you just fucking cum in me?!”

Denki just smiles.

——

Turns out, the bath was a good idea. Denki steps in with Bakugo lead, and sits beside him. “So, you liiike me~?”

“I’m not doing this.” Bakugo turns his back, Denki audibly pouts, and Bakugo turns back. “Yes, I like you.”

“I like you too, Lord Explosion Murder.” Denki leans in and kisses Bakugo’s cheek. “So, what now?”

“What do you mean?” Bakugo looks him in the eyes, he looks at peace. “What are we?”

“We’re people..” Bakugo clearly doesn’t get the hint, Denki slides into his embrace. “Do you wanna be my boyfriend?” Bakugo interlocks their hands at the question, looking anywhere but at Denki.

“I wouldn’t mind.”

——

“So.” Kirishima slides onto the bench next to the new couple. “How was your night?”

Bakugo thinks back to the night, after the bath, they had another round on the couch, and then one in Kirishima’s room, which was much messier than Denki’s newly cleaned one, but they did it on his sheets nonetheless.

They fell asleep in Denki’s room, fucked out.

“Good, how was yours?” Denki smiles sheepishly. “Pretty good, I got my hair curled, and then washed.” Kirishima grins. “Hey guys.” Sero sits next to Bakugo, who’s playing footsies with Denki across the table.

“Hanta.” Bakugo’s eyes pierce though him. “Denki, you were supposed to fuck the attitude out of him.” Kirishima whispered to him, Denki didn’t even hear him, he was too busy giggling while playing footsies.

“Oh no, they’re in love.”

———— FIN

AAAAA my first published oneshot, AND my shortest time taken (three days, chill)

i’m not sure abt their ages in this one, but they’re in some sort of school, whether college or highschool i dunno. i love denki sm, and i don’t usually write bakugo so he might be ooc..

#anime #mha #denki x bakugo #my writing #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #denki kaminari #mha denki #bakugo katuski #smut #mha smut

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restwellsoon · 2 years

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under your (dry) spell

Pairing: Jason Todd x M!Reader

Summary: After a break-up, Jason's been in a dry spell. You offer to help him out, not in a way that he expects but he most certainly welcomes after some teasing.

Content warning: Jason’s questioning his sexuality, sissy kink, degradation (slut, bitch), dom/sub dynamics

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"Not sure how you even talked me into this," Jason mumbled as his calloused hand rubbed up and down your body before settling on your ass to give it a good spank. "I'm straight. I like girls and-"

You cut him off, twirling the long hair of your wig as your head rose from his lap, your lips plump from sucking, "And what, Daddy?"

The name made his cock twitch. At first he resisted the pull of his hand to push your head down -he liked it when you gagged- but eventually he gave in, letting you take a deep breath before you inhaled his cock once more. Your nose pushed against his trim pubes, his entire length down your throat. His hips made shallow thrusts. He wanted to finish on your face tonight, he told you, not in your mouth.

"And you're the prettiest little slut for me, baby," he finally finished, voice ragged from your mouth work.

Had it already been two weeks since you started? The two you of had been roommates for years, moving from apartment to apartment and sticking together from breakup to breakup. But it was only after this one when you made an odd proposal. Jason didn't have to get under someone new to get over his ex-girlfriend. You could be the girl that he needs.

"You're a guy," he told you flat out when you first offered. He figured it must have been the alcohol you were both drinking. What was that saying? 'Tequila makes you take your clothes off?' Jason wouldn't doubt that it made you spout crazy shit either.

"Yeah, but I could be your bitch."

Jason watched as you threw your head back to take the shot, swallowing hard at its burn. You groped for a lime, sucking it dry. Your lips looked swollen from its sting as you wiped your mouth with the back of your hand. "I could be your slut."

He didn't want to offend you. If that was what you were into, that was fine, but he wasn't interested.

Until you wanted started wearing lingerie around the apartment.

At first it was a modest G-string that made an appearance once as you tied your shoes. Then it was a lacy number that peeked out with the rise of your shirt when you stretched. Then your lingerie grew more intricate with mesh and fishnet, cut outs and bows. Jason only got glimpses but he was curious.

It was curiosity and tequila again that asked you to strip for him, a command that didn't need to be spoken twice. You were wearing pastel pink mesh panties with a matching triangle top. Jason could see a wet spot through the fabric. It was a pre-cum.

He swallowed, "Remember what you said the other night?"

You tried to play dumb. "When we were watching the football game?"

"When you said that you'd be my slut." Your heart fluttered and your cock twitched at the thought of being his. "Does that offer still stand?"

Your eyes glanced down to see if Jason was just fucking with you. The slight outline of his chub told you otherwise.

"Depends," you finally decided before giving him a coy smile, "you gonna make it worth my time, Daddy?"

You knew that he would. You walked in on him countless times in the shower and you've seen how big he was. The moans and bed squeaks when he had company over attested to that as well. Daddy knew what he was doing in the bedroom.

The metallic ring of his zipper was his answer. His pants fell down to his ankles and his shirt was thrown off. He pulled his boxers down, waving that big, thick cock of his to tease you. Your mouth watered.

"What do you think?"

Jason didn't care anymore about what you were or what this was. All he knew was that he wanted you in that moment when you pushed him down on the couch and straddled his lap. The feel of your own cock under the mesh rubbing against his felt good. He liked playing with your nipples through your bra. He liked how you made your voice higher and breathy for him. He liked the way you melted under his words.

"By the end of the night, I don't want to think at all," you whispered in his ear, continuing to grind against him as you ran your hand up and down his chest.

His hand reached around and under your panties to play with your hole. It was already slick with lube and he pushed two fingers in easily.

"Daddy can do that for you easily, baby."

You slid your panties off to sit on his cock.

"I'll turn you into my dumb little slut, so the only things you'll know are my name and my cock."

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damonjuicyscock · 2 years

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CAN UOU WRITE VIRGIN DAMON.

I hope your wish has been granted ;)

A little Help (90’s Damon Albarn X Reader)

Pairing: 90’s Damon Albarn X Reader

Warnings: Language, fluff, Smut (Sub!Virgin!Damon, Slight Dom!Reader, It’s Damon’s first time as all read, Oral male receiving, P in V sex)

Words: 1573

Summary: Damon and you have been together for a few months now, but you’re worried he could not be attracted by you. When you ask why, you are surprised by his answer…

A/N: Hello y’all, I’m back with the famous Wednesdays smuts! This today’s one has been asked by my dear anonymous (and I thank you, I would never have thought writing about virgin Damon, but that’s indeed a great idea!) The smut is set in the beginning of 1990. (I know he lost his virginity younger I read the interview but let’s imagine) Hope some of you saw the movie I'm talking about in the smut so you will know what scenes I'm talking about. Rendezvous on Saturday for the chapter 5 of Pictures of you and you’re gonna be surprised, I’m sure! I’ll be doing a day where you will be able to ask me questions about me, about what I’ll write next etc… (if you want to by the way!)

Love y’all and enjoy!

(He's all sweaty OMG...)

It was a cold January night, and you were with your boyfriend Damon at your place. It was raining outside, and you asked him to come over because you were afraid of thunder.

Damon was sometimes mocking you about that but still reassuring you after.

He came hands full of food and with corn to make pop corns and also with cocoa to make hot chocolate.

He let you decide the movie for tonight.

The movie you had chosen was one you loved a lot, and you hoped that the message would get through to Damon. You'd been together for months and hadn't done anything. You'd tried to send him subtle messages, but he didn't seem to understand.

You put the VHS in the cassette player while he was preparing your chocolates and pop corns and soon, Kim Basinger made her appearance. Yes, you had chosen Nine ½ weeks.

During the ice cube scene, you felt Damon shift uncomfortably next to you.

Are you okay?

Yeah. He answered with a little smile on his lips

You sure?

Yeah, it’s just hot in here. I never thought I would watch this kind of movie one day.

Because it’s girly?

No, because it’s hot and that’s not the type of hot movie I usually watch.

Well, it’s erotic but not porn.

Yeah, exactly.

But I can’t deny that the ice cube thing is something I’d like to try.

Another subtle message, did he get it? No.

When the famous Strip tease scene on you can leave your hat on by Joe Cocker was shown on TV, it’s was his turn to say something.

I’d like to see such a strip tease one day.

We can negotiate…

Really? He answered, cockily

Yeah. And also what comes after? You tried

Can you be more explicit?

Come on Damon, you know what I’m talking about.

If you mean sex, I…

Yes, I mean sex. It’s like… I don’t know, I feel so much desire for you Damon… Isn’t it mutual?

do you really dare to ask me that question? He answered, shocked

I’m sorry for doing so but yes… I love you Damon, and I want us to make it like normal people would do. You’re reputed to be some kind of womanizer so I thought that it would have been done long ago…

I wanted to take my time with you, not only for us, but also for me. You’re not going to believe what I’m about to tell you, but I swear it’s true.

Then tell me what’s the matter!

Y/N, I’m a virgin. I’m not joking.

You what? No way, that’s impossible. You answered, not believing him

It is. I swear it is. So I don’t really know how to do it properly, and I don’t know how to do that thing with the ice cube either.

Eventually he understood what you meant.

So you… you started, now embarrassed

Yes my love, I understood every subtle message. It’s not that I wasn’t ready, as I told you I wanted to take my time.

Why didn’t you tell me earlier?

I’m 20 and I’m a virgin isn’t it enough?

Damon, it’s not a shame.

I know. But this isn’t something I shout from the rooftops.

Yeah no, I understand, you want to keep your private life private, but it’s me Damon, I’m your girlfriend. You thought I was going to mock you?

No. In fact I don’t know, maybe unconsciously but directly no. But tonight’s message aroused me a bit. And I can’t deny that… I’d like to try.

You want us to…

Yes Y/N. I want to make love with you.

I’ll be gentle. Just don’t panic over anything okay?

I’m not scared.

Still so confident. That’s also why I love you.

You kissed him softly at first, letting him deepen the kiss if he wanted, which he did.

The kiss became heated, your tongues meeting and melting together.

You separated to catch some air, and Damon started to take your clothes off. The man wasn’t in a hurry, but he was hungry. Hungry for you.

Once your tee was on the ground, Damon looked at you longingly, in awe in front of you.

You’re so beautiful… I’m so lucky to have the chance to make love with you…

Said the man who looks like a goddamn angel.

He answered smiling widely. You kissed again and helped each other take your clothes off.

You were naked before him, leaving him in his boxers.

I’m going to make you feel so good Damon, I promise.

I know.

You slid his boxers down, his erection coming to slap against his stomach.

My my, Damon, I didn’t know nature gifted you like this.

Is it going to hurt you? He said worried

No darling, and I said don’t be worried about anything. You’ll see, it’s going to be fine.

You started running your hand on his member, sliding it up and down, causing his breath to get stuck in his throat at first, then making him groan in pleasure.

God… Your touch is…

Too much?

No… that’s not what I mean, it feels so good babe.

It’ll feel even better.

You brought your mouth close to the tip and started turning your tongue around it. He cried out in pleasure, not used to it, but Damon felt so good. He never had the chance to receive such special treatment and he was glad you were the one making it. Glad you were the one who was going to take him to heaven.

Your mouth engulfed his cock, your head bobbing up and down, your lips being all swollen.

Damon was now a moaning mess, and you knew he was close when you felt him twitch in your mouth.

God, baby, please stop or I’m gonna cum… He cried out

You let go of him with a loud pop on your lips before straddling him, aligning his tip with your entrance.

You’re still sure you want to do this?

I’ve never been this sure in my life. But I have no…

It’s okay Damon, I’m on the pill.

You sank down on him, causing you both to release a moan.

I don’t know how long I’ll last…

What did I tell you Albarn?

Not to worry about anything.

Exactly, so just enjoy the moment.

Your hands laid on his torso to hold yourself. You started bouncing up and down on him, slowly at first for him to get used to it, even if you thought he was going to cum at any moment, his faces betraying him.

You sped up a bit when you saw he was starting to enjoy it the way he should.

God Y/N, you can make whatever you want of me, I’m yours… He panted

Good, because that’s what I’m planning to do.

You took his wrists and placed them above his head, holding them, while you were being filled with him inside you.

He couldn’t stop repeating “Oh God, oh God, oh God”. Damon was trying hard not to cum right here and then, because he wanted to see you cum first.

A sudden confidence possessed him, and he started thrusting his hips with yours, touching your G-spot and making you moan loudly.

He kept doing it repetitively, your walls convulsing around him.

Oh fuck Y/N! I’m so close!

Let go baby…

No, not before I see you cum. I want to cum with you!

You were as close as him, you just needed a few more thrusts before you felt this familiar heat you missed so much invade your body, causing your walls to melt around him again.

You threw your head back in pleasure, your eyes shutting themselves in the process, your legs starting to tremble.

You couldn’t move anymore, and Damon finished your work by keeping thrusting inside you with a rapid pace, but his thrusts were getting sloppier.

Your orgasm washed over you, throwing Damon over the edge.

He grunted loudly and loudly moaned a few times, his hips stuttering, his hot seed painting your walls.

You collapsed on him, your head laid on his shoulder, his arms embracing you.

He peppered your cheek with wet kisses, then caressed your head.

Are you okay? He asked

Yeah… just catching my breath. It’s been such a long time I didn’t have an orgasm like this.

Tell me the truth my love, you never orgasmed like this, did you.

You chuckled slightly.

No.

Well well, I gave you an orgasm during my first time. I’ve got some potential.

Oi calm down. Your sex life only started and I’m planning on showing you some things before letting you be on top of me.

Oh yeah?

Yeah.

I bet no one ever complained about your methods, huh?

No.

And… what do you think about starting showing me now?

What? Now? Seriously? I mean… You do it again?

Dunno, we’ll see that. I don’t mind you giving me some more pleasure.

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welcometojackass2022 · 2 years

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Up Against the Shower Wall (Sub!Bam Margera x Reader] [Smut]

Thank you to the anonymous requester :) any sub Bam request is automatically gold.

Description: Bam has been absolutely desperate for shower sex lately, to the point of begging. You eventually agree to it, but you never agreed to letting him cum, so you spend the entire shower edging him and humiliating him and ruining his orgasm. He’s just so fun to mess with :)

Note: The focus here is really only on Bam not being allowed to cum in the shower, so the story ends a lot more abruptly than my other fics.

Warnings: Dominant woman/Submissive man, Shower Sex, Smut, Edging, Ruined Orgasms/Orgasm Denial, Humiliation, Degradation, Slight Praise, Cursing, finger sucking

“Pouting isn’t gonna make me change my mind, Bam.” You didn’t bother looking up from your book as you spoke to your boyfriend, who was sitting across the room at his desk with his arms crossed and an annoyed look on his face. Bam didn’t respond, acting like he couldn’t hear you even though you were sitting on his bed literally five feet away from him. You sighed, closing your book and tossing it aside as you got up and made your way across the room to him, grabbing him by the chin and forcing him to look at you. “I know you can hear me, Bam. Come on, don’t act like a baby, shower sex really isn’t this important.” Bam stared up at you, still looking grumpy. “You and I have fucked in skateparks, in restaurants, in movie theaters, and in front of my fucking friends, but we can’t fuck in a shower? How does that make any fucking sense, babe?” You rolled your eyes, leaning down to peck him on the cheek. “It’s not safe, Bam, either of us could easily slip and break something.” Bam frowned. “So? I get hurt all the time doing Jackass stunts, I can take it.” You laughed. “And what if I get hurt, Bam?”

He shrugged. “I’m rich, babe, we can afford to take you the hospital. Look, I promise I’ll be careful, okay? You’re strong, you can hold me up for a little bit. Come on, please? Please? Just this one time, I wanna try it so bad.” You looked away, contemplating his request, and then a grin spread across your face. “Hmm…tell you what. Get down on your knees and beg for it, and I’ll do it.” Bam’s mouth dropped open, and he groaned in protest. “Why do you always make me beg for the most insignificant shit? I have to beg you to fuck me in the shower? You’re so mean.” You raised your eyebrows. “I’m hearing a lot of complaining and not enough begging, guess the shower sex just won’t happen.” Bam’s eyes widened, and he shook his head fervently. “Wait, no, I’m sorry, hold on.” He clumsily got down to his knees at your feet, his hands grabbing at your jeans as he stared up at you. “Please fuck me in the shower? Please? I swear I’ll be good the whole time, you can do whatever you want to me in there and I’ll eat you out if you want and you can make me-”

You cut him off, grinning in satisfaction at how desperate he sounded. “That’s enough, Bam, you can stop. Alright, I’ll fuck you in the shower. Go ahead into the bathroom, get the hot water running and get completely naked for me. I’ll be there in a minute.” He perked up, quickly getting to his feet with a happy look. “Holy shit, really? Fuck yes.” Bam ran off to the bathroom, and you watched him go with a smirk. He’s so fun to mess with. You’d already decided that you weren’t gonna let Bam cum, since all he’d asked for was shower sex and not for the ability to cum during it. Was that mean? Yes, very, but it was just too good to pass up. You took off your clothes, tossing them on the bed and walking off towards the bathroom. When you opened the door, Bam was already naked, his clothes carelessly discarded on the floor. He stood next to the shower with his fingers under the running water, testing the temperature with a look of obvious anticipation on his face. His cock was already half hard against his leg, and the sight made you smile. He glanced back at you and grinned.

“The water’s ready. Can I get in now?” You nodded, and he stepped into the shower, the water instantly soaking his hair and body as he let himself get used to the feeling of its warmth. You stepped in after him, closing the shower curtain and instinctively pulling him up against you so his back was against your chest. He turned himself around so his chest was pressed against your boobs, and he grinned in anticipation. “So, you gonna fuck me against the shower wall?” You laughed. “Looks like it.” You pushed him up against the tiled wall of the shower, pressing your body right up against his; you were both already slick and wet from the constant stream of water, and your bodies slid together easily. You pressed your lips against his, smiling into the kiss when you felt his little cock pressing against your thigh. You could feel him humping himself against your leg just slightly, trying to relieve some of the pressure of his erection, and you pulled away disapprovingly. “Be patient, Bam, you’re not a dog. Look at you, humping my leg like a whore.”

He leaned his head back against the wall, whining at the loss of contact. “I’m horny, (Y/n), I don’t wanna be patient. Can we fuck already?” You rolled your eyes in fake exasperation, wrapping one of your hands around the base of his cock to shut him up. “You’re such a brat, you know that? You’re lucky I’m even touching you, from the way you’re behaving I’d be totally justified in just not letting you cum for the rest of the day. Actually, you know what? That’s a great idea.” Bam’s shook his head, whining loudly at the suggestion. “No, come on, please just let me cum like normal, I’m sorry-” You rolled your eyes, gently grabbing his chin and forcing him to close his mouth. “Hush, baby, I don’t want to hear your whining. If you can’t be patient enough to wait for an orgasm, you won’t get one at all. Here, touch yourself for me. Do a good job and maybe you’ll at least get to fuck my pussy for a little bit, okay?” Bam nodded in defeat, knowing better than to continue his complaints, and you took your hand off the base of his cock so he could start touching himself.

He wrapped his hand around his shaft, slowly pumping it as he rubbed circles over the slit of his cock, leaning back against the shower wall for balance as he moaned softly at the feeling. You let him continue his slow pace for a moment or two, smiling at the relaxed look on his face as he leaned his head back and closed his eyes. After a minute, you started to get a little impatient, and you leaned over and put your hand over his, guiding him into a faster pace. “Don’t go so slow, baby, you can handle going a little quicker.” Bam whined softly under his breath but didn’t protest, pumping his cock slightly faster and using the beads of precum leaking from his tip to further slicken up the head of his cock. His bangs were soaking wet from the shower water and were starting to cover his eyes, and you leaned over and pushed them out of his eyes to get a better look at his face. His eyes were half-lidded, and his gaze was focused on the sight of his cock as he pumped it in his hands. You grinned, leaning over to press a line of kisses up his neck and glancing down to watch as he jerked himself off.

“Look at you, staring at your own cock. Are you that much of a desperate little slut? You get off just from watching yourself jerk off? Whore.” You forced him to look at you, his cheeks red from the names you had just called him, and you ran your hands up his bare tummy and chest and over his inner thighs, touching his most sensitive areas to elicit more whines from him. His cock was already starting to leak and twitch, telling you he was close to cumming, and you immediately pulled his hand away, smiling when he let out a whine of disappointment and frustratedly thrust his hips forward in an attempt to rub himself against your thigh. “Oh, stop it, Bam, don’t be a drama queen. I said you’re not gonna get to cum tonight, don’t act shocked. You were doing a good job, though, so I guess I’ll let you stick your pathetically tiny dick inside me for a little bit, how’s that sound?” The look of frustration on Bam’s face instantly wiped off, replaced with a look of excitement.

“Fuck yes, thank you (Y/n).” He leaned back against the shower wall again, jutting his hips out and waiting for you to move closer; you always fucked him, not the other way around, so he knew better than to try and make the first move. You grabbed his hips and pushed them back against the wall, signaling for him to be patient, and you grabbed his cock by the base, moving just close enough so that the tip of his cock was hovering near your entrance. You leaned forward to kiss him, feeling the impatience radiating off of him as he kissed you back and rocked his hips against your grip on his cock, and then you pulled away with a grin and slammed your hips forward without warning; Bam’s mouth fell open, and he gripped at your hips for support as his cock slid inside of you. “Oh fuck.” The water from the shower was making everything so much warmer and so much slicker, and the tiny space made it easier to push your body completely against his.

You tightened up around him, pushing your breasts up against his chest as you pressed your lips against the underside of his jaw, and he moaned softly, clawing at your back and hips like he was scared he was gonna fall over. “Don’t tell me you’re close already, baby, that’s pretty damn pathetic even for you. One pump and your poor little cock already can’t take it. You’re just so desperate to get off, aren’t you? Unfortunately for you, you’re not getting off tonight, so I suggest you calm yourself down. The closer you get to cumming, the closer I get to ruining your orgasm.” Bam whimpered pathetically, burying his face in your neck as you slid off his cock and then back on again, his belly jerking and his cock practically throbbing from how close he was to cumming already. You pulled off again to tease his tip with the entrance of your dripping pussy, grinning when he gasped loudly at the sensation.

“Fuck, baby, I’m so close, please just let me cum, I swear I’ll be good for the rest of the week, just-” You forced him to look at you, grabbing him by the chin and gently pushing the tip of your finger through his lips. “You talk too much, baby, let’s put that slutty little mouth to good use. Suck on my fingers for as long as I tell you to, okay? I don’t want to hear you say a word until I tell you you’re done.” Bam nodded submissively, obediently sucking on your fingers and squeezing his eyes shut as he tried to keep himself from cumming inside you. “Just like that, good boy. You look so pretty, I almost want to let you cum…oh well, no sense in going back on my words now.” You fucked yourself on his cock again, smiling when he moaned against your fingers, and you tightened around his shaft again. Bam’s eyes widened, and you could feel his cock starting to twitch inside you. You shot him a look of fake pity, speaking to him in an overly sickly sweet tone.

“Oh no, are you about to cum? Poor baby, we can’t have that, can we?” You abruptly pulled off of his cock, smirking when Bam whined loudly, and you pulled your fingers out of his mouth with a slick ‘pop’ to see what he would say. “(Y/n), come on, I was so fucking close, it hurts so bad.” You glanced down and sure enough, his little cock was as red as you’d ever seen. You laughed, gently stroking the tip of it with your thumb to make Bam shiver. “Aw, don’t be mad at me, baby. It’s just too easy to mess with you. You’ll be thanking me tomorrow when I actually let you cum, I guarantee you it’ll feel ten times better than normal orgasms.” Bam rolled his eyes, his lips starting to form a pout. “I don’t care how it’s gonna feel tomorrow, baby, it hurts right now.” You ignored him, wrapping your hand around his cock and harshly pumping it in your hand just to watch it get redder. A steady stream of precum immediately began leaking from the tip, and Bam cursed loudly as he leaned back against the wall.

“This is actual fucking torture.” You shot him a look. “Drama queen. Don’t worry, we can get out after this last time.” Bam frowned. “How is that any better? I have to get out of the shower with a raging stiffy, that’s not how shower sex is meant to end.” You smiled. “Says who? All you asked for was sex in the shower, Bam, and you got that. If you wanted to cum, maybe you should have been more specific when you asked for this.” Bam had no response, merely leaning his head back and closing his eyes, biting back a moan as your thumb slid over the underside of his cock again. You moved down to your knees without warning, and a look of excitement briefly crossed his face before immediately being replaced with a look of nervousness when he realized how much quicker he was gonna get to cumming with your mouth around his cock. “I wish you’d blow me on an occasion where you’re actually gonna let me cum.” You laughed. “Don’t be a baby, Bam.”

You took the head of his cock into your mouth, suckling on it with the added slickness of the water, and he immediately bucked his hips up and went to grab at your hair. “Fuck, baby, maybe this isn’t a good idea, I feel like I’m gonna cum already and you haven’t even—oh fuck.” You slid your mouth all the way down to envelope the entirely of his cock (an easy feat given how tiny it was), and Bam covered his eyes with his arm, hips jerking wildly as your tongue slid over his shaft. A series of soft whimpers left his mouth, much higher pitched than usual in a way that told you he was dangerously closed, and you hollowed your cheeks out, sucking on his cock with a crude slurping sound that would have been right at home in a porn video. Bam’s breathing got heavier, his cock twitching in your mouth, and you looked up at him to see his reaction. He gave you a pleading look, clearly on the brink of shooting his load. “Please let me cum, baby?”

You smirked, wordlessly pulling your mouth off of his cock right as he was about to cum, and he slid down the wall in defeat, seemingly too exhausted and too upset to stand up anymore. You pulled him into your arms, his cock still hard against your thigh as you ran your fingers through his wet hair, and he rested his head on your shoulder, looking up at you tiredly. “If you really want me to not cum until tomorrow, you should probably put a cock ring on me. I’m so hard right now I could cum just from putting underwear on.” You rubbed his back sympathetically. “That’s a good idea. Are you sure you can handle a cock ring, though? Your dick looks like it’s gonna pop.” Bam glanced down at his red, sore-looking cock and shrugged. “Guess we’ll find out.” You stood up, helping him to his feet, and the two of you stepped out of the shower as you reached for a towel from the rack. You helped dry him off, careful to avoid his cock, and he reached down to grab the clothes he’d discarded earlier. “I think I can live without shower sex from now on.” You just laughed.

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seraphfighter · 1 year

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place to land!! 👀👀

also ember pregnancy 👁👄👁

Answering both of these at once!

You picked out the one smut (with some hurt/comfort) WIP I have at the moment 🤣 To sum it up, Val asks Johnny to dom her after a hard day because she needs her brain to shut up and let go of some control. The dom/sub dynamic is something she struggles with at times because of her trauma--she needs to know she has some form of control. I wanted to showcase the weight it holds for them both when she does let go of that control.

“I’ve been taking merc gigs since I was sixteen! I know how this game works! I grew up in it! I should’ve been able to see it a mile away!” She snaps. Johnny’s just watching her pace. And maybe there’s a small part of her that wants him to lash back out. A part of her she inherited from him. She needs some way to get this emotion out of her system and an argument would be perfect for that.

V stops at their pool table, bracing her hands on it and staring down at the green felt. Her vision swims and she closes her eyes, clenching her jaw. There’s a moment of silence before she speaks, “What if I’m not made for this? I’m just a street rat. How does that make me good enough for this?”

“You said it yourself, you grew up playin’ this game.” Johnny approaches then he’s at her side, arm around her waist. “C’mere.” She doesn’t fight him as he pulls her to him, burying her face in his shoulder with a shaky exhale.

“What do you need?” He asks her quietly. His ‘ganic fingers are playing with the ends of her hair.

V doesn’t lift her head from his shoulder, speaking against the fabric of his shirt. “Help me stop thinking. Need to not focus on what happened or I’m gonna go insane.”

Johnny pulls back just enough to look at her. His gaze is intense but his fingers are gentle as he brushes strands of hair away from her face. “Are you sure?”

V nods. “Yeah, I am.”

Ember's pregnancy is an old WIP that I do want to go back and revisit. This snippet is honestly all I have written, but I do have a rough outline. It takes place post-Kirkwall. Ember was in a relationship with Anders until it started falling apart around Act III of the game. And unbeknownst to her, she's pregnant when she flees Kirkwall (I headcanon Anders isn't infertile since he's not entirely a Warden anymore). This fic is about her struggles around being a mother and how her and Fenris' relationship grows post-game.

Ember Hawke wretched for what felt like the hundredth time that morning, her eyes watering as the unsuccessful heave brought nothing up. She clenched the bucket in a white-knuckled grip, breathing deeply through her nose in an attempt to cease the rolling her in stomach. She cursed the ship and it’s goddamn constant rocking. Isabela had told her she would eventually get her sea legs, but it had been almost a month and Ember still couldn’t go a day without puking her guts up.

She shoved the bucket away from her, getting up on unsteady legs and making her way to the small bed in the corner of the room. She sunk down onto the edge of it, dropping her head to hang between her knees. She longed for the feeling of solid ground under her feet again.

Not that she would get to experience that again anytime soon, thanks to Anders.

An uncomfortable weight settled itself in her chest, the phantom, acrid stench of smoke burned her nostrils, and Ember felt the urge to vomit again.

She forced her body to uncurl, bracing herself by pressing her hands into the bed on either side of her as the room spun around her. Once she felt steady enough, Ember reached into the drawer that was built into the small bedside table, feeling for the small pouch of ginger the ship’s healer had given her.

#you can tell hawke's wip is old because it's in past not present tense lmao #not labeling this since i didn't include any actual smut #tw: emetophobia #tag game

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pinequilla · 3 years

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Hybrid txt getting caught masturbating in heat<3

Showcasing: hybrid! Sub! TxT x Dom! Nb! Reader

Genre: Smut, slight fluff

Kinks: pet names (kitty, whore, etc), pillow humping, thigh riding, sex toys (butt plug)

Words: 571

Note: Ik I’m supposed to be doing the puppy yeonjun series but I just can’t help myself with this</3

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Yeonjun:

As a fox hybrid yeonjun is quite cunning and sneaky, so how did he end up getting caught by you? It’s because he didn’t hear the door open signaling you were home from work ofc

“Yeonjun?” You call before opening the door to his cute little bedroom you decorated just for him, but he wasn’t there “yeonjun! Where you are?!” You yell, walking through the hallways till you hear moaning coming from your door, smirking you open it “look at you, being a whore” you purr, watching him jump up in shock “Y-y/n it’s not what you think! please don’t...please help me...” he whined, how could you say no to your lovely baby fox? “Ofc I’ll help you dear”

Soobin:

“Y/n” he whined, grunting against your pillow moaning like a mad man “yes yes fuck your bunny!” He yelled till the point you could hear it from downstairs when you were walking in the door with one of your friends, and your sure they heard it too “uhhh- let’s skip the sleepover ok? We can have one tomorrow? Ok bye!” You didn’t wait for you friend to answer before pushing them out and slamming the door angrily embarrassed

Walking upstairs you slammed the door open seeing soobin fucking himself on your pillow which made you horny but that doesn’t mean you still weren’t pissed “look at you, what are you doing? Being a whore and humping a pillow?” You raise a eyebrow “w-well its your pillow...” he would whimper as his ears slowly went down showing he was embarrassed “my pillow hm? Maybe I should give you a punishment for being a bad bunny” you whisper with a big grin on your face

Beomgyu:

“He’s gonna love this!” You smile, you brought a cute little dog bed for beomgyu even if he’s a bear and lives in your backyard “beomgyu!” You call his name as you walk outside looking around your backyard for him

It took a minute to find him but eventually you found him under a tree whimpering quietly “beomgyu?” You walk up to him, you thought he was hurt but in reality he was palming himself in his pants

He didn’t try to hide it either.

“h-help....please” he whispered tugging on your shirt desperately “I’ll try” you pet his head lovingly

Taehyun:

Kitty Tae is way to shy to try and tell you about his heats so instead he just fucks himself with your sex toys while your at work

“Fuck...y/n” he groaned while stuffing himself with the cute pink vibrating butt plug “I wish you could fuck me y/—AH!” He nearly screamed when the butt plug started vibrating hard

“Want me to what?” You asked smiling as you walked in the room with the remote to the butt plug in your hands “please...turn it up”

Huening Kai:

Little puppy boy is bold, he doesn’t care who or where he’s at, he will stop at nothing to get you to fuck him while he’s in heat

“Pleaseeeee?” He whined desperately as his tail wagged, but you weren’t gonna be so nice to him this time “you can ride my thigh like a good boy, that’s it” you said rather sternly but he got the message

Crawling on your thigh starting to straggling it he asked “will you fuck me if I ride you?” And you nodded

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bellatrixscurls · 3 years

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“achy” ☁️ draco x reader x harry

warnings : smut, dom/sub, sub!reader, sub!harry, dom!draco, soft aftercare, praise kink.

summary : you feel needy so you make harry skip transfiguration, and draco finds out.

a/n : not me writing for drarry again bc i’m literally obsessed with this ship- chile 😳.

“but please, har! i really need you” you pouted at the bespectacled boy, staring up at him as your hands tugged at his scarlet and golden tie, “you’re so pretty. please, angel.”

harry only sighed, biting his lip at the sight of you. you needed him so much, and seeing you in that state made him want you too, more than anything, “okay” he agreed, feigning indifference but a smile crept onto his face as soon as strings of ‘thank you’s and ‘i love you’s left your mouth, along with your arms wrapped tightly around his neck.

you wasted no time in dragging him up the stairs to his dorm, knowing that draco wouldn’t be able to catch you there.

closing the door behind him, harry let you undress him. you began with his tie, that you’d been dying to get off him since that morning, then with his pants and briefs, and finally took off his shirt, leaving him bare in front of you. you smiled weakly at him, leaning in and pressing a soft kiss on his chest, making him giggle at the action, “so fucking precious, ‘m love” you said as you got down on your knees, gripping his thighs for support as your lips lightly touched his red tip, causing him to shudder.

“so pretty” he whispered as he guided your head, your mouth taking all of him, making you gag at his impressive size, “f-fuck, y/n/n. taking all of me like such a good g-girl, fuck!” whined harry, pushing your head closer so you were forced to breathe through your nose, tears leaking out of your eyes at the roughness of his thrusts.

a few more thrusts along with your boyfriend’s praises and you couldn’t ignore your neediness, your hand immediately sliding down and playing with your clit. you hummed around his cock as he continued to fuck your mouth, and you heard harry chuckling from above you, “couldn’t take it anymore, could you, lovey ?” he questioned rhetorically, but you shook your head nevertheless, “stop that, angel.”

and although his tone was gentle, your hand immediately left your wet cunt, at the same time he cupped your face and eased himself out of your mouth, “lemme taste my sweet little girl” he said, earning a soft moan from you as you held two fingers up, close to his lips. harry’s tongue poked out as his mouth opened and he took your fingers between his upper lip and tongue, sucking and humming around them as his eyes closed.

the sight was pure sex. harry, with your fingers inside his mouth, tasting you and actually enjoying it. “d-daddy” you whispered, and harry’s eyes immediately snapped open, watching your glossy eyes and pouty lips, “wanna- wanna be fucked, please. wanna cum ‘round your cock, pretty please” and although a sub himself, harry couldn’t say he wasn’t enjoying that — you calling him ‘daddy’, while begging for his cock.

“well, good girls get what they want, don’t they, sweetheart ?” he asked, brushing some strands of hair out of your face. “m-i’m a good girl ?” you asked hopefully, watching as he nodded, satisfied at how submissive you were for him, and only him, “a good girl that’s gonna receive exactly what she wants, hm ?”

so you didn’t even try to control yourself anymore, and got on your back on the floor, pulling harry on top of you as you kissed him passionately, running your hands up and down his chest. chuckling, he pulled away for a second, “easy- easy, my love” he pressed his forehead against yours, slowly pushing his cock inside of you, pulling breathless moans and whines from you as he couldn’t control the endless groans escaping his parted lips.

“just l-like that- so good! so fucking good.”

***

an hour later, after cumming three times each, you were finally done. laying on the floor, sweaty bodies pressed against each other as you tried to catch your breaths. “should we t-take a bath now ? use some lotion for s-sore muscles ?” you asked, remembering the usual things draco’d do after sex.

harry was aware about those things, but being a sub himself, he couldn’t do it properly so he just said “i- i think we should go to dinner first, you know- so draco won’t be suspicious” he offered and you agreed, feeling hungry yourself.

you put on one of harry’s tshirts and your shorts, while harry dressed himself as well, and you headed to the great hall. while walking, your legs were visibly trembling, and harry seemed tense and uncomfortable as well, but you just brushed it off and continues walking.

once there, you made your way to the slytherin table, where you and harry sat on either of draco’s sides. but then again, sitting down wasn’t comfortable either — your pussy was aching and you swore that you could hear harry hiss as well.

frowning, draco glanced at you, then at harry and back at you, eventually opening his mouth, “didn’t see you in transfiguration” he spoke matter of factly, turning back to his food as he waited for an answer.

“i-i forgot to do my essay a-and you know how minnie gets” you told him quietly, your cheeks burning in embarrassment at what happened just a few minutes before.

draco hummed, not really impressed as he turned his gaze to his boyfriend, “and you ?”

looking down shyly, harry stuttered, “i was h-helping her.”

“right, so who’s idea was it ?”

“what idea ?”

“skipping class to fuck. without me ? d’you think i’m stupid, potter ?”

“we didn’t-”

“oh yeah ? explain this, then” draco said arrogantly, sliding one of his hands inside your underwear and slapping your clit lightly as you cried out in pain, half of the table turning to look at you, but they instantly looked away when draco glared at them.

deep in thought, draco removed his hand from your underwear and brought it up to nose, inhaling the scent with closed eyes. inhaling deeply, his eyes snapped open and he groaned, gripping both yours and harry’s wrists and practically dragged you up to his dorm.

***

“did you apply lotion ? take a warm bath ? wash your hair ?” draco yelled at both you and harry, as the only thing you could do was shake your heads, waiting for the punishment he had in store for you, sooner or later.

groaning in frustration, draco disappeared behind the door of his spacious bathroom — as he was a prefect. you shot harry a look as well as he did you, tears leaking out of your eyes as you waited for your boyfriend to come back.

“in here, now” his cold voice instructed and both of you obliged instantly, your legs quivering as you entered the bathroom, trying to stand straight in front of the blond, “my poor little babies...” he spoke softly as his hands went to cup one of your cheeks and one of harry’s, pulling you closer to his chest and holding you there.

you sobbed against his pale skin, the achiness increasing as well as your guiltiness, “m s-sorry, dray...didn’t wanna- i knew you w-wouldn’t skip class with us and- and harry looked so pretty...i’m so so sorry” by the time you were done speaking, your tears were dripping down your chin and all the way down draco’s shirt.

but instead of yelling or punishing you like you thought he would, draco shushed you, depositing harry and then you into the spacious bathtub.

“next time don’t do these things without permission, bubs...see ? it hurts now, doesn’t it ?” he cooed when you and harry winced as the hot water came into contact with your sore muscles and your overused bodies.

you nodded shyly as harry laid his head upon your chest, closing his eyes, “m sorry too...” he whispered, too shy to even look at any of you as he buried his face into your chest, “for being a bad boy, i mean...wanna be good f-” but harry couldn’t get the last words out of his mouth as his adorable little snores filled the room, causing both you and draco to giggle quietly.

“he’s probably gonna do this again, isn’t he ?” draco sighed, squeezing some shampoo on his palm and rubbing his palms together.

“if this is what we get, i’m most likely gonna do this again as well.”

“wh- hey!”

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pinkteapotwriting · 3 years

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I’ve been thinking. I see a lot of dom!marauders or them being experienced. But what if it was the opposite? Like y/n is experienced and perhaps a dom, while the boys are virgins (or just had little experience)? it makes me all soft 🥺. Like Y/N could be their best friend/fifth marauder (whichever you choose), and they like ask her to be their first time and it’s all blushy for the boys (them being subs, a few tears of pain for them) go crazy! It’s been on my mind for weeks!

Marauders x Fem!reader

Warning : unprotected sex, cursing, Dom!reader, pretty chill I think, you know, for smut

Word count : 1830

Thanks for being so patient, I hope you like it cause it took me forever to do this. It's a bit heavy on the dialogue but oh well

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Surprise, surprise.

It was raining at Hogwarts. The Scottish countryside is taking on its usual demeanor of moisture in this season. Not that you minded, that just meant you got to spend the day with all of your favourite boys. You Sirius and James were giggling away in the corner while Remus was trying his best to ignore you all and read, but you figured you could peak his interest.

“Okay Pads, what’s your body count?”

“I’ve never killed anybody, but trust me Snivelus has come close.”

“No you dork, how many people have you slept with?”

“I’m not answering that!”

“I’m not gonna slut shame you Sirius.”

“He’s definitely not worried about being slut shamed Y/N” James snorted.

“Like you’re any better off than I am you prick.”

“Cut it out, there’s no need to call each other names. Are you both virgins then?”

“Well, yeah I guess.”

James was much more embarrassed than he needed to be.

“What about you Remmy, have you done anything at all?”

“Ask Sirius.”

“I already did ask Sirius!”

“Ask Sirius.”

“Oh my god why are you all so embarrassed there’s nothing to be ashamed of. I’m just surprised is all. You guys are all really attractive and kind people so I never thought you’d be inexperienced and you’ve dated plenty of girls.”

Remus shut his book.

“Not that it’s any of your business Y/N but i’ve at least given or received a hand job or two before.”

“Why’d you tell me to ask Siri- ooooooooh.”

Sirius had his face in his palms.

“Can we change the subject please.”

James patted his shoulder comfortingly.

“It’s okay Pads. It’s not like the opportunity never arose, we were all just waiting for the right person.”

“Aw well I hope you find them soon, I care about you all so much and you deserve the world.”

Sirius was still groaning into his hands.

“She’s so fucking oblivious.”

Remus chuckled.

“Quite.”

Quite what? Confused definitely.

“I don’t understand.”

The room’s silence was overwhelming, until James took a deep breath and all eyes were drawn to him.

“Sirius and Remus obviously like each other and I’m not going to deny my attraction to either of them.”

“Then why don’t you-”

“It doesn’t feel complete. See we already found that someone, it’s you Y/N.”

“Really? You guys want me that way?”

James shrugged meekly.

“If you’ll have us.”

“I’ve always felt that way about you. I just never wanted to risk our friendship, but if you feel the same then I’d love to.”

Sirius’s head popped out.

“Right now?”

“Ha ha, no we don’t have to right now.”

“Well what are we waiting for, to get to know each other. I know James too well actually.”

You rolled your eyes and turned to probably the most level headed one, but Remus was giving you puppy eyes. You were so drawn to him you walked across the room and cupped his face with your right hand.

“What’s wrong honey?”

“Waited so long already, love. Don’t wanna wait any longer.”

“Jamie, do you want this too?”

“Yes please.”

“Such good manners baby, so I have everyone’s consent then?”

“Very much so.”

“Enthusiastic consent.”

“If you don’t do something I’m going to combust.”

You smirked at Sirius’s comment.

“You don’t get to combust until I say you do, understand?”

“Ooo scary.”

“So be it.”

You took hold of Remus’s hands and placed them on your hips.

“I know you’ll be a good boy for me Remus, won’t you?”

He swallowed thickly and nodded.

“I’ll be good for you Y/N.”

“I know you will Jamie. It’s Siri I’m worried about. Why don’t we show him what he’s missing out on? Lie back against the pillows for me, both of you.”

“What about me?”

“You can watch for now, learn how to follow their example.”

He huffed.

“Suit yourself.”

You knew your usual roles in the bedroom, so you were trying your best not to be too stern. But still, you needed to teach Sirius his place.

You lifted up the bottom of James' shirt and kissed his hip bone delicately. He got more and more ansty as you drifted your direction to the middle and down, and down, and down.

You very happily undid his belt and pulled off his pants. The state of his arousal was much more noticeable now.

“Can I suck your cock Jamie? Would you like that?”

“Yes please.”

“Good boy, Remmy can you spit on my hand please?”

You held your palm up to his mouth expectantly, but he seemed hesitant.

“You don’t need to be embarrassed sweetie, never for doing what I ask.”

He nodded and did what he was told and immediately you felt your clit throb. Having control over these three boys was certainly a power trip. Knowing you were the first person to make James tremble like this as you engulfed his cock expertly was definitely a turn on. As you bobbed up and down on James’ impressive cock, you rubbed the bulge in Remus’s trousers. The whines the two boys were making was truly music to your ears. You lifted with a pop.

“Alright Siri, are you ready to be good now?”

“Yes ma’am”

“Did you like what you were seeing?”

“Yes, I did.”

“Do you wanna try and make Remmy feel good?”

“I’ve never sucked-”

“I know, but I’m here to help you baby.”

You’ve never seen Sirius so nervous, so quiet.

“What I’m gonna get you to do first is what you do when you jerk Remmy off, Okay? Just spit on his cock and move your hand up and down alright?”

Remus shuddered as he watched Sirius in his submissive state.

“Good job Siri, look how happy you’re making Remmy. Now you can start by sucking the head, like this.”

James whimpered, and soon Remus was making the same noises. You placed your palm on Remus’s stomach to keep him from bucking his hips. Much to James disappointment you pulled away from him again.

“Okay Sirius, don’t forget to breathe through your nose and make sure you keep your teeth tucked behind your lips, there we go that’s it. Hollow your cheeks now too. How does that feel Remus?”

“F-feels good.”

“Yeah? Sirius is being such a good boy now. Is Siri gonna make you cum?

“Y-yes.”

You grabbed hold of Sirius’s curly locks and pushed him down farther, making him gag and tear up. The vibrations making Remus cum instantly. You pulled Sirius off once Remus started squirming at the uncomfortable feeling of overstimulation.

“Did you swallow? Show Remmy.”

Remus groaned when he saw Sirius stick out his tongue, and you did too.

“Y/N”

James' voice was raspy.

“Yes baby?”

“Wanna make you feel good, wanna fuck you.”

“Want me to Ride you Jamie?”

“Please.”

“Okay, but since this is your first time you might not last that long alright?”

“That’s okay, Sirius can take over after me.”

“Alright well you lie back and I’ll take care of you. Sirius, you wait like a good boy and I’ll help you out in a second. If you want you can get Remus to suck you off while you wait. Teach him like I taught you.”

You were suddenly aware of how you were still wearing all of your clothes so you hopped off the bed to quickly strip them off and you found yourself smirking at the expression of pure need and desire on James’ face.

You straddled his waist and pressed a kiss to his cheek before aligning his cock with your entrance. Inch by inch you and down on him as he clutched the sheets below him.

“This alright Jamie?”

“Yeah, you?”

“Perfect, can I move now?”

“Yes please.”

You raised your hips up, but before you could bring them back down James snapped his hips up to yours.

“James, fuck.”

But he didn’t seem to care, with one hand resting on your hip and one fondling your breast he kept his steady rhythm that was taking your breath away. Sirius and Remus were no longer enjoying their own pleasure, but enjoying the sight of yours. You reached down to rub your clit, but Sirius pulled your hand away and replaced it with his own.

“Like this Y/N?”

“Just like that baby, doing so good for me.”

Remus squeezed in between James and Sirius to suck on the tit that James wasn’t occupying.

“Boys- I’m gonna cum fuck-”

It’s funny how in public James could be such a little shit, but now all you saw was this wide eyed trembling figure that you got to take care of and fuck it sure was enticing especially when he said things like this.

“Please cum, wanna make you feel good Mommy please please please.”

“Fuck-”

As soon as you clenched around him as you hit your high James was spurting white hot cum into the depths of your pussy. Thank god for wizard contraceptives.

You didn’t really get to bask in the moment however, since Sirius was pulling you from James out of his own desperation. He had you lying on your back.

“I need you”

“I know I’ve kept you waiting for quite some time, go ahead love.”

Not that Sirius was significantly smaller than James, but he had an easier time going inside after you had come already. Your legs found their home wrapped around his waist as soon as he found his pace.

“Y/N, I don’t think I’m going to last long.”

“That’s okay love, this is about you. Be a good boy for me and cum whenever you need.”

“It’s kinda embarrassing though.”

You cupped his cheeks and pulled his lips to meet yours.

“No need to be embarrassed- Doing such a good job Siri your cock feels so good inside of me.”

He falls down to hold his weight on his forearms, moving even faster than before.

“M’close Y/N”

“Go on and cum baby, feels so good.”

He whimpered into your neck and you soothed him by stroking his hair. Eventually he did roll off from you, unfortunately.

“You guys never told me you were subs.”

“When I’m with Remus I’m a dom.”

“Makes sense, I’d quite like to see that actually.”

Remus cleared his throat.

“Does that mean we get to do this again cause I never actually got to-”

“Of course Remmy, it just kind of makes sense doesn’t it.”

Sirius chuckled.

“Yeah, I mean it didn’t take long for James to be calling you Mommy.”

“It’s kinda sweet though, has Remus ever called you Daddy?”

“Not yet, but I feel like we’re on the brink of something big here.”

Now Remus and James were looking at each other like maybe this wasn’t such a good idea.

You personally did not have any complaints; Sirius however would probably have some when you reminded him he couldn’t dom you though.

He’d have to learn the hard way.

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