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cupcakeinat0r · 1 month

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A Nerdy Middle-aged loser Miguel with a dad bod who teaches your genetics class

In celebration of 1k followers, I give you Pt.5 <3

Enjoy! - Cupcake

Since that day you kissed Miguel on the cheek, the dynamic of y’all’s relationship had totally changed, but not drastically. Miguel was back to acting soft towards you, greeting you upon your somewhat late arrivals, getting you little gifts that reminded him of you, and the subtle exchange of glances in class.

Professor O’Hara was a little handsy during your tutoring sessions before, but now he was even more so, your little peck on his cheek was all the encouragement he needed. For sure, his job was on the line since anyone could’ve walked in and seen the two of you like this, but it was worth the risk. Just as long as you both acted this way in his office, the coast was clear.

The head messages had doubled, footsies was played underneath his desk, and he’d even find any excuse to have his hand on yours while you both worked independently, sitting in peaceful silence with each other. You found it hard to complete the research questions when his thumb kept caressing your knuckles, yet, you never protested. His flirt game was rusty, his advances limited to innocent touching and praise, but nonetheless, it was adorable to you the way he tried.

After that day in his office, tutoring sessions became less about tutoring and more just about being in each other’s company. Instead of spending an hour practicing formulas, you both would mingle while organizing the lecture hall or filing research papers. Anything to help Prof. O’Hara, or rather Miguel, since y’all are officially on a first-name basis.

A new development was when you started staying after to help him grade papers. The two of you would use this time to talk one-on-one more, no one there to interrupt. Miguel was just as handsy during this time, too. As mentioned before, he’d find any excuse to touch you, and in the most innocent ways. For example, if he saw a strand of your hair falling on your face while you were grading a paper, he’d simply tuck it behind your ear for you, or when the necklace he got you was crooked or facing the wrong side, he’d gently fix it for you while you spoke to him about one of your current interests, following along with low hums and ‘mhm’s. It’d make you blush and stutter mid-sentence, inflating his otherwise small ego.

Miguel wasn’t a very vocal person, you knew that, but you can see by his actions that he really really liked you. You continued to show your appreciation by leaving treats on his desk, keeping note that his favorite was black coffee and a quesito from the bakery he showed you on campus. A pastry not too sweet, and goes perfectly with a cup of cafécito.

But you were just too sweet and Miguel completely fell for it. He saw how eager you were to help other people in the class, and seeing how willing you were to stay with him to help him with anything you could. He admired that. It also confused him for so long because how has no one swept you off your feet? You were literally perfect? Certainly, people have tried, there’s no way he would believe that no one has. It’s apparent now that the both of you share feelings that are beyond platonic, it’s just a matter of time before someone makes the next move. Given the circumstances, for now, Miguel is taking things microscopically slow with you. He doesn’t wanna scare you off. The last thing he wants is to ruin his chance with you.

His feelings for you were growing, which slightly terrified him given that you are still, in fact, his student, no matter how grown you were. He couldn’t help it. His dreams about you were turning less lustful and more wholesome. When he sleeps, he would see himself coming home to you, cooking with you, reading books next to each other, or even cleaning with you. Just mundane day-to-day tasks, only they’re with you. Maybe for now, they’ll just stay in his dreams. Maybe.

The lecture had just finished and you sent your new best friend, the transfer, away with a European farewell, kissing both of his cheeks. Without you knowing, Miguel watches on with an unamused smirk, remembering how he mistook your relationship with the transfer as a romantic one.

Before leaving the lecture hall, you strut towards Miguel to give him your now-routinely kiss goodbye (on the cheek, of course…). As you walk, you see that he’s crouched over his computer, tired eyes glossing over the screen. The fatigue of finals season is beginning to show on him, and it was a pitiful sight that made you purse your lips. Although it made you sad, you couldn’t help but let a small puff of air out your nose with how his glasses sat low on his nose. He never bothered to fix them, so you were the one who’d fix them oftentimes, and every time, he’d give you a small, “gracias, mama.”

You set down your bag, the thud of it hitting the floor finally stealing Miguel’s attention away from the blue-lit screen. He looks you up and down over his lenses, the small, fine lines of his face showing his age and you loved ittt.

“Sweetheart, as much as I love it when you stay and help, I’d be happier knowing you’re at home getting the rest you deserve.” He softly speaks, this version of himself that is so different from the one he presents in front of his class and colleagues.

“You worry too much, Miguel.” You plant yourself next to his chair, leaning down to get a better look at what on the computer has him so worked up. “Jesus, Miguel, no wonder you look sick.” You scroll through what seems like an endless list of students who signed up for office hours. With the amount that registered, Miguel would have to work even outside of his office hours.

From Miguel’s seated position, he has first-class access to your sweet perfume and a million-dollar view of your neck and chest, his mind wandering for a moment.

“Are you listening to me? This is ridiculous, there’s no way you’re cramming this amount of students… is there not another professor who could tutor as well?” the small raise of your voice is enough to bring his attention upward, not that that was any better of a view. Now, he was just looking at your lips, and how your lip plump makes them looks deliciously kissable. He imagined how’d they’d look if they were-

“Miguel O’Hara!” He blinks once or twice, gaining consciousness again, “Excuse me, uh, yeah, no, I’m the only one who can. For this class, I mean.” He rubs one of his eyes, letting out a sigh as he looks at the heavily packed schedule displayed on his desktop. “Anyways, it’s my responsibility. This was in the job description, so I gotta do what I gotta do.”

You roll your eyes in annoyance, hands on your hips, “Okay, but that doesn’t mean compromising your own health. There are healthy and efficient ways of doing your job, Mig.”

There’s that nickname he loved. He melted every time you used it, the familiarity of y’all’s relationship shining through the most when you did. He especially loved it when you were upset. He thought it was cute.

“Let me tutor some.” This snaps Miguel back to Earth, but this time, he’s in disbelief. “You’d tutor other students?” This was a rhetorical question, of course, he knew you were serious. He knew how big your heart was. He guessed he was just in disbelief because, once again, he was beguiled by the existence of a literal angel sent to Earth. He can’t believe he’s been blessed by your presence and friendship (?). You were so kind, so intelligent, so put-together, extremely gorgeous… you were utterly perfect.

“If splitting the work meant you got some sort of rest around here, then of course I would! Mig…” You grab the nearest chair and pull it to sit next to him, placing a hand on top of his. His hand relaxes under your touch, “You’ll work yourself to death like this.” You send a warmth onto his hand and up his arm you rub circles on his knuckles, the same way he does it to you.

“You’ve done so much for me, Miguel. Let me repay you, please? Please let me do this?” You bat your eyes, Miguel’s kryptonite.

Miguel turns his hand to intertwine his fingers with yours, seeing the genuinity in your eyes. He gives it a small squeeze before saying, “What did I do to deserve you, hm?” it comes out just above a whisper.

“Plenty, Miguel. You’re the hardest working man I’ve ever met,” you cock your head to the side, your eyes tracing the muscles of his broad shoulders, counting in your head all the possible knots buried deep in there,” Here, sit back, please.” You say sweetly, standing back up to travel to the back of his seat.

“What’re you up to?” His eyebrows raised, but he eased again when he felt your small hands massaging the crooks of his neck. “Sshhhh, just relax, Mig. It’s ok.”

He furrows his brows feeling the scrumptious pain of knots unfurling and tension melting away. You know you hit a good spot when he accidentally lets out small groans. You’re doing so good that it takes every thing in him to hold back any embarrassing moaning.

You can see his literal jaw unclench, happy to see him so relaxed. “Feel good?” You whisper in a sugary tone, Miguel nodding with his lips parted. With his eyes closed, you were able to closely examine all the features that make up his beautiful face. He was simply gorgeous.

“S’good mama… s’good…” he speaks under his breath as you knead out the stubborn knots on his neck. Once you feel like you’ve ridden all the points of tension there, you slowly work your toward his clavicle. He lets you unbutton the first three buttons of his polo sweater. With your whole hands, you apply pressure there, offering weighted comfort to the area.

Then you rub up and down slowly, the sensation of his chest hair tempting you to venture deeper down his thick torso. Due to the immense relaxation, Miguel’s head begins to fall back onto your stomach, so you step closer to give him extra support.

He hums when he feels both of your hands cup his face. You then remove his glasses so you can work on his temples. His eyes are still closed, but you can see his lips slightly curl, which makes you smile. You wonder what he’s thinking about,

Miguel is currently thinking about where he should get down on one knee for you. He’s thinking about what color you’d possibly want the cabinets to be in your shared home. He’s thinking about if y’all’s child will be as nerdy as him or as fashionable as you. Either way, he’d be the happiest man in the world. This train of thought is stopped by the sensation of your lips on his forehead. His heart stops as well.

Then he feels the soft smack of your lips on his left cheek, then his right, leaving behind a trail of lip gloss prints. Anticipating a potential fourth kiss somewhere specific, he slowly opens his eyes, your face inches from his. His head leans all the way back, resting against your stomach still.

It’s silent between the two of you. You both lock eyes, completely drowning in the other's gaze. No words were exchanged, but there didn’t need to be.

Seeing no other action fit for this perfect moment, Miguel raises his hand above him to cup your face, caressing your cheek with his thumb. You inch down closer, your heart racing. His is, too.

When your lips cannot move anymore without touching, in what would be considered “Spider-Man” style ;) , you both share a kiss, so sweet and innocent. The perfect first kiss. You’re the first to pull away, but not wanting to pull away just yet, Miguel pulls you back into his lips by adding his other hand to your head, extending the kiss just a bit longer. You weren’t complaining, you’d stay here forever if you could.

Feeling your knees getting weak, you shift all your weight onto Miguel, your hands traveling from the sides of his face back to his pecs underneath his sweater. This also deepens your kiss, so to deepen it even more, Miguel's hands wrap around the back of your neck. You both come up for air for just a mere second, Miguel breathlessly letting out a weak, “Please?”

knowing what he meant, slowly going back down again but this time, open-mouthed. Miguel groans into your mouth with the feeling of his tongue on yours, practically treating it like his lollipop. The kiss becomes hungrier with a nibble on your lip by Miguel, pulling on it while you get some needed air. It’s getting sloppy now, and your hands travel lower, meeting the softness of his belly. His breath hitches when he feels them there, half-expecting you to be revolted in any way, but your hands just sit there. In fact, you start messaging there as well, giving love to his whole body. Your hands drag up and down his whole torso with each wet collision of your lips. Your hands would go as low as the pudge sitting above his belt, all the way to up his knife-like jawline, and back down again, and repeat. It’s like you wanted him to know you worshipped his body, and Miguel wanted to show some in return.

Using his hands on the back of your head, he tapped you to pull away so that he could take your hand and guide you around his chair, pulling you to straddle his lap. “C’mere…”

Tongues are going down throats, moans are being heard, and hands are becoming desperate. The fingers tugging his hair, his hands squeezing the globes of your ass, him desperately lifting his hips to make some friction. It was like horny college kids fucking for the first time…. or at least maybe one of y’all felt that way. The other was just that. A horny college student.

There was no stopping either of you, except maybe for the knocking at the lecture hall door.

Both your heads snapped toward the thankfully semi-transparent, iced door. You scramble to get off Miguel’s lap, Miguel wiping your lip gloss off his face. You go to button his sweater and fix his hair as he calls out, “Just a moment.” You give him his glasses when you hear the voice of the student speaking about a tutoring session with Miguel through the door.

Miguel thinks he’ll go to the door, but he feels you grab his hand. “Hey,” you pull him in for one last peck, “I’ll take this one, mkay?” You smile up at him, a very dazed Miguel looking back at you. As far as he’s concerned, he’s floating right now.

“Anyways, it seems like someone,” you look down, motioning to the prominent bulge in his pants, “needs a moment to calm down.” You chuckle, practically gliding to the door as Miguel looks down at his excitement, wide-eyed and making his own way into his private office to… read about DNA Polymerase Replacement or something.

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sorryimananti-romantic · 1 year

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Ateez | The Type To (Valentine's Special)

Hongjoong

would be thinking about you as he works in his studio- some lyric that comes to his mind that reminds him of you, or some specific note that makes him nostalgic

which would make him lose track of time as he recalls the first time he saw you or the time he realised he was in love with you

always smiles while bobbing his shoulders in happiness when he sees you before he greets you with a hug or a kiss

usually makes you sit real close to him or in his lap if he still has work to do

which often results in his hands travelling places

and then, of course, with a casual but hot comment he passes which makes you either a blushing mess or make the next move

when he kisses you, it's either really soft and slow with his hands cupping your face, smiles in between as he brushes his nose against yours playfully

or it's desperate and passionate, not sticking to one place, moving around and bumping into things as you make way to the nearest flat surface

so he can pin you down and do things to you

if you make sounds while he's kissing you, it only fuels him further and then it's hard to stop

and why would you when he makes you feel so wanted, like you're the only one he'll ever need?

he's really good with his tongue and teeth so uh you know how it is

his fingers will also be rhythmically tapping on your body if he's focused on one thing

every movement this guy makes serves a purpose so don't be surprised if he pins you or just takes a step back to scan you very slowly before he basically devours you

he's good at all positions-

when he's done with you, he'll want cuddles def and would pass out tired in your arms 90 percent of the times bc man spends all his stamina on you BYE

Seonghwa

he has two moods- sugar and devil

when he's in sugar mood, he's really sweet. he calls you, plans a date, tells you he loves you and spends way too much time and effort which just makes you feel overwhelmed with love in the best possible way

he'll hold your hand as you take a walk in a park or sth and he'll be caressing it subconsciously

will kiss you while you're excitedly talking about something which will make you surprised for a moment

but then again, knowing seonghwa, he's done that a few times before

inside dates are also very wholesome- you'll be watching netflix and at some point, you'll ditch the snacks and watching the movie

esp when his hands start rubbing circles on your thigh

and then he'll kiss you ever so slowly at first, trying to figure out how you're feeling about this

and when he's sure? devil mode turn on

we all know how uncontrollable his tongue is

he'll leave you breathless with his kisses. you're a moaning mess and your stomach doesn't have butterflies anymore- it's a fucking zoo down there

he'll literally just get on top of you and kiss you like there's no tomorrow

and then he's travelling down, down, down

you'll see stars, definitely

and the sounds he make? will turn you on, 100%

he'll switch being dom and sub so yeah when he's dom he's the devil

and when he's a sub, he'll make sure you feel the most confident in what you're doing

he's def the best at aftercare, making sure you're good and all

will hold you all night long and whisper things in your ears which will def make you feel like going for another round

Yunho

don't get me started-

it's just the way he sometimes looks at you- he's all laughs and jokes but you'll know it when he looks at you a certain way

and you'll be sure what he's thinking because his gaze is all hot and scanning your face and lingering on your lips before he goes for a kiss

it's soft. it makes you feel loved. and then he brings his hand to cup your face and it undoes something in you, makes you move and want to disappear in him

you just love it when his hands cup your face bc ugh who doesn't love his big hands and longass fingers? and you love it when he lets his finger curl your hair as he kisses you

if you have a good height difference, he'll get tired of leaning down and pick you up and make you laugh and put you on a table or sth so he can kiss you better

which will make you wrap your legs around him and basically straddle him

which will drive him crazy and result in more heated, passionate moments

he'll spend a good amount of time on your neck too before he does something else

and we all know what purposes his long fingers could serve-

he loves watching you as he makes a mess of you. it fuels him.

and when you're in bed? he'll make sure he takes care of you as he absolutely ruins you idk how it will work and how he balances it but he will

he's got control. he knows what he does. and he's fucking good at it

you'll never get enough of him, and you'll never get over how he can go from being a puppy to being a menace in seconds

but you love him, and you make sure he knows it through your actions, through your eyes, and that's enough for him

you also just love being in his arms, whether it's in a hug or in the bed ugh he's such a bear im gonna go cry

Yeosang

being with him is a rollercoaster ride of thinking that he's the most adorable and precious person to exist vs wanting to k-word him because he can be a menace

it would def be a love-hate relationship first- like best friends. he'll make fun of you, yes, but he'll also make sure you know you mean the world to him

and he'll show you in the most unexpected ways. it's like he knows things about you even you don't- like he'll bring you what you feel like eating or hold your hand and caress it if you're feeling anxious, or just simply kiss you

he always knows what you want and you adore that

he's the type to get shy in the most unexpected moments too

like he'll just come to your place and pin you against the wall and kiss the f out of you but then you'll make one comment on how hot that was and he'll be all (//////)

which is cute asf and turns you on so damn much

kissing him is a different experience. you're holding hands, caressing each other's hands or face as you make out, and it's always so intimate like you have all the time in the world

and it's always overflowing with love

it makes one of you stop for a few moments and rest your head on their shoulder because how did you get here? it's the best feeling ever

he'll always make sure you're participating as much as him and will need encouragement and will also constantly encourage you when you're in charge

but gosh does he know what he's doing

esp when he pins your wrists? he has strength, he knows when to use it and he knows it turns you on

he's also really good with aftercare, always knowing what you want and being there for you

and then he'll earn a smack when he makes fun of sth you did and you'll both end up laughing and teasing each other

and then the teasing will turn into sth else-

protect him at all costs.

San

choi mf san i could write a book.

okay so he's just really interesting in the most unexpected ways

he knows how to love. he's not afraid to express it. but boy, he never makes it boring. he's always down to try new stuff and ugh

don't even get me on how he's such a tease

he doesn't even realise it most of the time. it's just that he'll sometimes look at you with doe eyes and next second, he's shamelessly scanning you

which makes you pause bc he's... hot

a shameless flirt but doesn't realise it

loves picking you up and swinging you around while you're in the middle of something

always makes sure you're feeling good when you're with him. if you want to go take a walk in the middle of the night when it's snowing? cool. if you want to run in the summer heat? great. he's down.

loves cornering you both literally and metaphorically

and by that i mean he'll make you say it when you want to kiss him or do sth else with him

and by that i also mean that when he's in the mood, he's all about foreplay. he'll look at you shamelessly, bite his lips, talk in a low voice as he draws closer and closer to you until you have no choice but to give in

and when he kisses you, the first one is always so, so intimate that you'll feel like jelly

and then he's holding your waist and kissing you deeper

he'll love it when you hold on to him or lock your hands in his hair

he's always very vocal even with the pleasure sounds he makes which will turn you on

and he loves driving you to the edge with just the makeout alone before he decides to have you

he just makes you a mess, he knows all your buttons. he knows what makes you go crazy, what makes you feel good, everything.

he'll also love it if you decide to switch roles and he makes you feel the most loved, makes you feel the most confident

will rest his forehead against yours and just breathe. it makes you melt

will constantly tell you how much he loves you and how much he adores you

and he loves it when you just caress his face and memorise it. he'll do the same

now come cry with me

Mingi

he's a no shit type of guy. he loves having fun with you, but he's also very vocal about what he likes and what he doesn't

so being with him is very easy- ofc you have your ups and downs, but he makes everything feel simpler and you feel safe with him. like he's your home.

but he's also such a tease in the best possible way- like the way he scans you when he sees you for the first time in a while- gosh, he makes it so obvious how much he wants you and it drives you crazy

he'll say he doesn't like it when you tease him but y'all know he secretly loves it and it turns him on so bad

and the way he kisses? you'd think he returned from a war

he absolutely knows what he's doing with his mouth. he loves peppering kisses all over your face

and he also loves kissing your neck or shoulders, he'll spend way too much time on there and make sure he leaves marks

and his sharp nose is just the cherry on top omggg

so like when he goes down on you, it's his nose brushing that does it for you and it makes him scoff

he's a menace, he's a devil in bed. he'll be rough, he'll be calm, he'll be quick, he'll spend all night, but it always makes you feel so so good and loved and you wish that moment would never end

but sometimes, he's just a big softie and wants you to lead everything

you can tell when he wants a distraction, when he's feeling down, so you make sure you make him feel loved and wanted and he'll just hold you all night

and then he's back to being the same old mingi

the type to smile into the kiss, bite your lips and devour your mouth

he loves holding you by the waist or squeezing you in places too

and you love it when it gets messy with him, when he's everywhere and can't get enough of you

his movements also have some sort of a rhythmic sense to them

which just makes everything feel heightened and it's the best

knows what you want and will take care of you every moment so you always feel safe with him :')

Wooyoung

he's your best friend, your worst enemy, your mom, a kid you have to babysit... you get the deal

he takes care of you. he cooks for you. he solves your problems. he listens to you. he dances for you.

but he's also very demanding. and he's vocal about it. he's clingy. he wants you to hug him? he'll say it. he'll spread his arms and won't go until you hug him properly

he wants you to kiss him? you can't say that he can go ahead- he'll make you make the first move

he usually starts with a peck to your lips, and then he'll just know when it makes your heart swoop to your stomach. his gaze will change, and he'll look at your lips and then back at you-

and then he'll ask if you want more

and sometimes he'll tease you about it and get smacked before he kisses you back

but kisses with him always make your stomach act funny without fail- butterflies go rampant

you absolutely love making out with him because he's such a tease and you love that even tho you'll never admit it out loud

because that would just feed his already high ego

but oh god, when he escalates things? when he start kissing your neck and go down? you lose control

he practically worships you when he makes love to you and you're afraid you don't make him feel that loved but he'll make sure you know that what you do is enough

he'll def smack you i have a feeling he will

and he also has a degradation kink come on we all know he does

which just makes everything fun

like you're just casually sitting and you tease him or scold him and he just raises his eyebrows like ma'am say that again and you just know he's turned on

aftercare has been set to a whole new standard with him

but it won't end there. you have the whole night, and he'll make the most of it until you have to lock his arms in a hug and make him go to sleep

but he'll be whispering dirty little things in your ear and you're giggling and at some point he'll start nibbling at your ear and then- oops, you're doing it again

being with him is an adventure, and there will never be a boring moment. he's your best friend, and he makes you feel like you can do anything in the world.

Jongho

uhh lemme take a breath first

okay so everything he does has meaning. he holds your hand, he pecks your cheek, he gets you flowers or takes you out? he knows what he's doing

you're not spared from the dad jokes and they'll come at the most unexpected times but they always crack you up and he loves that

he's just someone you can trust with anything, be it something that needs to be done or something you need to talk about. he's the best listener, and you love that

and he doesn't even need to say that he loves you (even tho he tells you enough)- you just know with the way he looks at you or the small actions that would otherwise go unnoticed

but it'll take a while for him to open up and that's also something you'll wish you could do again- you love it when he reveals a new side of himself to you

esp when he kisses you. he can go from shy pecks to insane open mouthed kisses that leave you breathless

and he's strong, you can feel that in the way he moves against you, in his kisses, in the way he holds you like you'd break, in the way he haves you

his gaze? don't get me started. his gaze is so overwhelming that you can barely meet eyes with him and resort to kissing him instead

he has a thing for necks. he spends a lot of time kissing your neck, your jaw, earning moans all the time

he also has a thing for butts- he'll smack you teasingly and squeeze it as he makes love to you

but he's all about controlled movements. he knows what to do with you, how much he needs to do to extract a certain reaction out of it and you're amazed by that

but he's also easy to read and he loves it that you also know how to break him

he's all about intimacy, whether it's in casual things or during love making

he's also all about vocal assurances

and well, he's a bear. you love cuddling him. he loves cuddling you. you spend most of your time indoors doing exactly that- he might not be the biggest fan of skinship but he doesn't mind that

which is why you love pecking his cheek or lips at unexpected times and earning surprised shrieks from him which are hilarious

and they'll either turn into you chasing him as he tries to hide orrr him being immediately turned on and cornering you and picking you up effortlessly and taking you to the bed/couch and basically throwing you before he gets on top of you-

will sing you to sleep ;-;

this is the most unplanned shit i've ever done LMAO hope y'all enjoyed this ;-; </3 who else is crying in single today LOLL

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daisynik7 · 5 months

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Epilogue

Pairing: Aoi Todo x f!reader

Rating: Explicit - MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Word Count: ~4.7k

cw: switching POVs (reader is in 2nd person, Todo is in 3rd), established relationship, explicit language, smut – phone sex, PIV sex (cowgirl, doggy), nipple play, clitoral stimulation, lots of dirty talk, degrading language (use of the word slut), pet names (babe, baby, baby girl, good girl, princess, sweetheart)

Summary: All of what happens in four months of dating your new boyfriend slash past rival Aoi Todo, leading up to Takada-Chan’s “Winter Wonderland”.

Author’s Notes: Things get explicit here! This is just a fun little bonus chapter to see our two idol fans going at it (literally). Hope you enjoy! Thank you everyone for all the love and support on this, I really appreciate it! Divider credit to @/saradika.

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Dating Aoi Todo is never boring. If you’ve learned anything from this relationship so far, it’s that.

Also, taking things slow has proved to be much more difficult than you and Todo ever anticipated, especially when the two of you are alone together. That commitment is broken about a week into your budding relationship.

The night of the confession, you and your new boyfriend talked for hours while Sara slept on your couch as a watchdog. You didn’t dare try anything with your best friend right outside just a few feet away. To prevent temptation, you set up an air mattress for him as the night progressed, agreeing to sleep separately. The only physical contact you made was when you both feel asleep in your respective beds, holding hands. Cute, innocent, and wholesome.

After that night, you and Todo started texting every day. He is a man who loves sending good morning texts, along with an array of different emojis. His favorites are the smirking face (of course), the muscle flex (another of course), and surprisingly, the koala bear, which always leaves you with a goofy smile on your face whenever you see it.

Four days after the confession, there is a late-night phone call that lasts over three hours, covering different topics from favorite foods (his is skirt steak, yours is salmon nigiri), ideal date ideas (both of you said a Takada-Chan concert), and pet peeves (he said boredom, you said passive aggressiveness).

This call also may or may not have ended with phone sex.

You and Todo just finished discussing your favorite movies when he asks, “Aren’t you sleepy? It’s past one already.”

“I drank a lot of matcha today, so I’m still wide awake,” you explain, shifting around beneath your blanket.

There is silence on the other line and after a while, he finally says, “I can help you fall asleep. So, what are you wearing?”

You snort into the phone, laughing at his less-than-subtle attempt. “You can’t be serious right now.”

“Come on! Just play along!” He clears his throat and in a significantly lower octave, he repeats, “So…what are you wearing?”

You do your best to hide your giggles. “A t-shirt and pajama shorts.”

Even his smirk is audible through the phone. “Sexy.”

Cheeks getting sore from smiling , you comment, “Has anyone ever told you that you’re not very good at this?”

“I’m good at it! Come on babe, you’re ruining the mood. Just…let me get in the groove.”

Growing impatient from his feeble attempts, you take matters into your own hands. “Why don’t you think about me in that mini skirt you like so much. The one from Takada-Chan’s birthday. I know how much you like that.”

“Okay,” he replies quietly, some movement evident on his end.

“You’re supposed to show me how rough you like it, remember?”

“Yeah,” he blurts out, starting to breathe heavily. “Can we do that one time? Please?”

Hearing him beg arouses you, hand reaching between your legs, spreading them wider beneath the covers. Feeling too brazen at this point, you purr, “Only if you can make me come right now.”

He whispers your name under his breath, followed by a husky, “Fuck. Tell me what you want to hear.” There’s movement against cloth and you can only imagine now that he’s touching himself, palming the bulge straining inside his briefs.

You shove your panties down your legs, rubbing circles around your clit. “Tell me how you want to fuck me in that skirt.” You’re already wet with arousal, though you don’t tell him that yet, keeping it a naughty secret to reveal when the time is right.

“I want you to ride me in that fucking skirt. Want to bounce you on my fat cock.” His growl is guttural, too fitting for a grade-A beefcake like him. Of course he sounds this sexy when he’s turned on, and of course you’re falling fast for it.

Desperate to hear more, you goad him. “Yeah? What else?”

He swears harshly again, loving the way you coax him into being bad. “Want to suck on your tits while you’re bouncing on me. Want to play with your clit until you squirt all over my cock.”

“Fuck, I’m touching myself right now,” you whine, squirming against your fingers.

His voice is erratic, trembling with frenzy, gradually losing himself to the pleasure. “Yeah? Imagine my big fucking thumb on your pretty clit, rubbing it so fucking fast until you come on my big dick.”

“I’m so wet for you, so creamy for you.” You’re salivating, drool leaking from the sides of your mouth, fingers squelching lewdly between your thighs.

“Spread it all over,” he demands. If you listen closely enough, you can hear the rapid strokes of his cock within his fist. “Do it, slut.”

You obey his orders, sliding your middle finger up and down your slit, collecting your slick to smear it over your throbbing bud, so close to your orgasm. In a daze, you moan his name, letting is roll off your tongue.

He jerks himself off to completion, coming from the sweet sounds of his name from your mouth. In between heavy breaths, he grunts harshly. “Fuck. I just came. Sorry.”

You giggle, slowing the pace of your fingers, teasing him. “I thought you were the one that offered to help mefall asleep?”

Embarrassed, he says, “I know, I’m sorry. I just didn’t expect you to say my name like that. That really got me.” There’s more shuffling in the background as you picture him inspecting his own mess. “Holy shit, I came a lot.”

“You should go to bed. You’re probably sleepy now.”

“No, not yet. I have to make you come still,” he offers, determined.

“It’s fine.”

“No. I need to make you come tonight so I can fuck you in that skirt. It’s going to happen.”

You learn that when Todo is determined to do something, he does it. He is a man that, when given any challenge, will do his damn best to complete it no matter what.

~~~

Not counting the phone sex, Todo could confidently say that they have been successful in taking things slow. That is, until a few days after the infamous phone sex, when all hell breaks loose.

It begins when his girlfriend decides to host a Takada-Chan concert marathon. The pop idol kicks off her international tour a week after Todo’s confession. To honor the start of it, she invites him, Sara, and Yuji to eat a bunch of delicious food and binge watch all Takada-Chan’s concerts available on streaming platforms. Sara and Yuji stay a while, but after the fourth consecutive Takada-Chan concert, they have enough, leaving the couple alone to their own devices, which anyone could guess is not a good idea if they are still sticking to the “taking things slow” route.

As soon as their friends leave, the two give each other one glance before the kissing starts. He spent all day resisting the temptation to touch her in any way since they were with Sara and Yuji. It’s been an excruciating four hours considering how cute and irresistible his girlfriend is.

She slides her hands under his shirt, pawing at his eight-pack. He slips his tongue inside her mouth as he completely pulls his shirt off. She pulls back, gawking at his body with wide eyes and an open mouth, practically drooling for him. “Like what you see?” he teases, raising a brow at her. She nods her head, leaning in for more kisses.

Eventually, she whispers, “Wait.”

He stops, leaning back on the couch. “Everything okay?”

“Yeah. I just have a little surprise for you. Wait here.” She gets up and disappears into her bedroom, leaving Todo confused and concerned. After several agonizingly long minutes, she comes out. When he sees her, his jaw drops, blood rushing straight to his cock.

The mini skirt. She’s wearing the fucking mini skirt. Not only that, she’s also wearing the same blouse she wore at the café, the one that exposes her shoulders and plunging neckline. Essentially the same outfit he has fantasized about since. In one swift motion, he hoists her up onto his lap, spreading her legs so that she’s straddling him. “You’re such a good girl for me, huh?” he growls, scattering wet smooches all over her face. “Such a good girl.” He fondles her body beneath the skirt and to his shock and delight, she isn’t wearing any underwear. “Not even wearing any panties for me, you fucking slut.”

“Only for you,” she whispers, directing his giant hand to her pussy. “Do you feel how wet I am for you already?”

“Fuck,” he breathes out, pressing his thumb to her and drawing circles around her clit. A guttural moan vibrates from her throat, making him move his thumb faster.

“I want you,” he grunts, feeling fucking feral beneath her.

“You want to fuck me here on the couch?” She’s panting now as his fingers brush against her bud faster.

“Yeah, right here, right now. Show me that pretty pussy.” With his free hand, he lifts the hem of her skirt to put her on display, watching her melt away in the palm of his hand, thumb unyielding against her clit. It glistens with her slick and his dick get tighter and tighter in his pants from the mere sight of it.

She tugs at the waistband of his joggers to release his erection. There’s a thick bead of precum on the tip. She rubs her thumb on it, spreading it over the head, causing him to groan in pleasure. Somehow, she conjures up a bottle of lube and pours a generous amount straight onto him, then she slides her fist up and down his shaft. In this moment of pure ecstasy, he can’t help but thank the pop idol gods for bringing this goddess of a woman into his life. He slides his fingers inside her, relishing how wet she is. Everything is happening so fast; his carnal desires take control. “Fucking ride me,” he commands.

She gets up on her knees, guiding the tip of his dick to her fluttering hole. Slowly, she sinks down on him, moaning. This is the hottest thing he’s ever fucking seen in his life. “So tight for me. My good girl,” he coos, gripping at her hips and gently moving her further down his shaft.

“So big, baby. Oh my god,” she whines. Once he bottoms out, she grabs hold of his shoulders and rocks back and forth on his lap, adjusting to his size.

“Take the skirt off. Want to watch you fuck yourself on my fat cock.”

He tries to lift her up from his lap, but she shakes her head. “Don’t pull out. Feels so good. So good.”

Absolutely unhinged, Todo growls, “I’m going to rip this skirt off, then. Need to see your pussy creaming all over me.” He hooks to the waistband, easily ripping it along the seams, tossing it behind him. Smirking, he whispers, “That’s it. Just like that.”

“My skirt!” she cries out, shocked and aroused.

“I’ll buy you a new one, princess. I’ll buy you hundreds more so I can fuck you just like this.” He holds her waist again, setting the pace, thrusting his own hips into her. His eyes are glued to the shiny ring of her cum collecting on the base of his cock. “You’re so fucking hot, you know that? You wanted to get fucked in that skirt, huh? Such a slut for me.” He releases his tight grip on her as soon as she starts bouncing up and down on her own, digging her nails into the skin of his shoulders, fucking herself deeper. The sounds she makes are music to his ears.

He focuses on her clit again, massaging it with his thumb. She gasps, startling him. “You okay, sweetie?” He cups her cheek, caressing her skin softly.

“Yes, so fucking good!” Her eyes are half-lidded, mouth parted open, looking absolutely divine. She grabs at his wrist and puts her lips over his thumb, completely engulfing it into her sloppy mouth. She moves him in and out, swirling her tongue around him with each stroke.

He bites his lip to stifle a moan. It takes everything in his willpower to hold back his orgasm. The way she moans, the fucked out look on her face, the thumb sucking. It’s too much and not enough all at the same time. He pulls out of her mouth and switch hands to place his wet thumb on her clit, while the other hand, still glistening from her slick, glides underneath her blouse and up to one of her nipples. She isn’t wearing a bra.

“Such a fucking good girl,” he murmurs as he strips the blouse off her body. He squeezes one of her breasts and puts his lips around the nipple, sucking hard. With both her hands, she squeezes her tits together, leaning forward, feeding them to him.

“Yeah, want to feed me these big tits, huh baby? So fucking needy.” He buries his face in between her breasts, kissing her nipples one at a time.

“Suck them hard,” she whimpers. He alternates between each breast, sucking hard until each nipple is taut and plump between his pursed lips.

Mouth hot on his ear, she purrs, “Baby, I’m so close.”

“Come for me, beautiful. Come all over my cock.”

With his lips latched onto her breasts, thumb relentless on her clit, and cock deep in her pussy, it’s no surprise when, after just a few more minutes, she throws her head back and cries out, “I’m coming!” She clenches around him, creating a sensation of pure ecstasy, he can’t help but orgasm right along with her. She moans as it continues, his thick cum filling her up, the excess dripping down the inner plush of her thighs. She collapses against him, panting and trembling slightly from the euphoric rush. Todo cradles her in a warm embrace, burying his face into her neck.

“You did so good, sweetie. So good for me. Thank you,” he muffles, breathing heavily against her skin.

“That was amazing,” she says, still slumped over Todo.

“You should go pee, baby. Don’t want you to get a UTI.”

“Just give me a few minutes. I’m tired.”

Todo, who is also exhausted from having the biggest orgasm of his life, gets up and carries his girlfriend bridal style into the bathroom. He plops her down on the toilet and turns the shower on. When he hears the distinct sound of a tinkle, he breathes a sigh of relief. No girlfriend of Aoi Todo will ever get a UTI from sex, not on his watch.

~~~

Once the floodgates open, nothing stops you and Todo from pouncing on each other every chance you get. The sex is always nothing short of amazing. Despite not being able to keep your hands off each other, you still try to keep PDA down to a minimum. But Todo, being the big bravado self he is, let’s his guard down a few times. He still grabs your ass in public, especially when you’re wearing dresses, shorts, or skirts. And honestly, after the first time, you intentionally started wearing skirts more often just to tease him.

Whenever you do indulge in the occasional kiss in front of your friends, Todo always gets carried away, shamelessly driving his tongue into your mouth. Normally, you love this, but only in private. Understandably, Sara always gives your boyfriend a whack on top of the head to get him to stop, which he does before muttering an embarrassed apology.

Besides the disgust over the occasional PDA, Sara and Todo get along great. They bond over working out, horror movies, and teasing you. Todo’s brother Yuji is your brother now too. He’ll ask you for advice when it comes to girls or his friendships. You ask him for advice on how to deal with annoying people at work, since Todo’s advice is always, “Just tell me their name and I will beat the shit out of them.”

As with any relationship, there are issues you two have to work through. When Todo first explains his job, you are convinced he is playing some bizarre prank on you. To be fair, someone describing themselves as a “Jujutsu Sorcerer” who “exorcises” evil curses sounds like something straight out of a shounen anime. When he demonstrate Boogie Woogie, where he manages to switch positions with Yuji in the blink of an eye, you are certain you are going crazy. After a few weeks of processing everything, with a lot of patience from Todo and moral support from Yuji, you can safely say you’ve made peace with understanding the gist of Todo’s profession. Of course, there is still plenty that you can’t grasp, but Todo’s confidence in himself relieves the stress caused by that uncertainty.

There are times of jealousy and insecurity on both sides that lead to fighting and arguments. When you start your full-time job after the summer, he gets jealous over one of your male coworkers training you for a week. Even after doing your best to convince him that it is strictly professional, he still can’t help himself from making snide remarks about your coworker at the end of the week. An issue that you’re still working on, and slowly getting better at, is trying not to be petty when you get annoyed with him. During this time, you just can’t help yourself.

Eventually, you manage to find the best way to shut him up.

It’s been two weeks since you started your new full-time job. This week, you worked with a coworker, Kenji Saito, for training. Saito is a man several years older than you who is married with kids. But none of this matters to Todo because he is still jealous. As you prepare dinner at his place, you mention, “Training went well. Saito said I should be ready for my first project next week.”

Todo grunts. “Saito. I’m surprised you’re not calling him by his first name yet. You two have been spending soooo much time together.”

You smile to yourself, unable to resist provoking him. “I barely call you by your first name. But if you want, I can start calling him Kenji.”

He moves behind you like a lion stalking his prey, growling in your ear. “Don’t do that.”

You turn to face him, his body towering above you, casting a daunting shadow. “What are you going to do about it, Aoi?”

As quickly as he moved behind you, he slings you over his shoulder, carrying you into the bedroom. He tosses you onto his bed, stripping off his clothes while you do the same, already wet against your panties. You’re laid on your back when he straddles you, the way he looms over you intensifies the growing sensation in your loins. He leans down to kiss you sloppily. “Only I get to do this to you, right? No one else?” he asks, between kisses.

“Yes, baby. Of course.”

“Then say it for me. Please.”

“Only you get to do this to me. Only you.”

He flips you over on your stomach and presses up against you, lips tickling your ear as he demands, “Say it. Say it again.” His cock throbs between your ass cheeks.

“Only you, Aoi. This pussy is only for you. Fuck,” you whimper, desperate to feel him inside you.

“It’s mine, huh? You’re my good girl. You’re my fucking slut. Say it.”

“I’m your good girl, Aoi. I’m your – “, you pause to catch your breath. “I’m your fucking slut.”

He gets off to reach towards the dresser next to the bed. As he does this, you get on your hands and knees, ready for what’s to come (literally). You crane your neck to watch him smear a generous amount of lube along his hard cock, causing you to lick your lips in anticipation. He tosses the bottle onto the floor and positions himself behind you.

You stick your ass out, back arched and ready for him. He slides the tip along the folds of your pussy, guiding himself in slowly. It’s times like these that you are reminded at how fucking huge your boyfriend is, and you love it. Once he’s to the hilt, he stops. “Shake your ass on my cock. You know how I like it.”

With your hands clenched to the sheets, you thrust yourself onto his dick, back and forth, back and forth. After you’re fully adjusted to his size, you pick up the pace, his cock easily sliding in and out with each thrust. “Just like that baby. Fuck. Wish I could take a video of this. You look so good on my cock. Doing such a good job,” he praises, watching you do all the work.

You continue to move yourself relentlessly on him, moaning loudly into the pillow. When you reach your climax, your back arches even more as you orgasm without saying anything. You don’t want him to know you came already as you keep on fucking him. Todo chuckles in his deep voice. You can almost feel the vibrations of his laugh against your throbbing pussy. “I know you came all over my cock, baby. You can’t fool me. You’re so wet. It’s dripping all over the sheets, nasty girl.” He reaches around to rub your clit, his fingers lubed up and wet with your cum.

“Fuck. Aoi. Oh my god, don’t stop. Oh fuck,” you whine.

“You’re so good to me, baby. So good. Taking it like a good girl,” he whispers, massaging your sensitive bud deeper. Your pace slows down, knees weak from your first orgasm. Todo places his free hand on your waist, spreading his fingers wide to grip at your skin. “Let me take over, baby girl.”

You let him, of course. He uses his hold on you to time the thrusts of his hips perfectly. Todo makes you orgasm twice more in this position before he releases himself inside you, filling you up to the brim with his creampie. He pulls out, his load making a mess on his sheets.

After you do your business in the bathroom, the two of you cuddle in bed, blissed out and exhausted. He turns towards you, kissing you on the forehead, apologizing. “I’m sorry.”

You hum, closing your eyes. “For what?”

“Being annoying,” he admits.

“And…?”

“Being jealous.”

“…And?”

He nuzzles his nose against yours. “For being an asshole.”

You smile, peaking at him with one eye open. “I’m sorry for being petty. I’ll work on not using that against you when you’re feeling upset about something.”

“To be fair, I wasn’t that upset. Like anyone can compete with me, right? Especially not Saito.” He makes a face when he says that name.

Still feeling a little naughty, you joke, “You mean Kenji?”

You immediately regret it as soon as he wrestles between the sheets, giggling hysterically as he tickles you to the point of tears.

~~~

It’s been four months since you’ve been dating Aoi Todo. Four months of amazing sex, occasional bickering reminiscent of the origins of your relationship, and new discoveries about each other that bring you closer than ever.

Now, you stand beside your boyfriend, waiting in line at the mall you first met at. Today, Takada-Chan is hosting a special Winter Wonderland event. Essentially, instead of taking a picture on Santa’s lap, Takada-Chan fans get to take a picture next to the pop idol in front of a snowy backdrop. After touring internationally the last few months, the singer planned an impromptu appearance at the mall of her hometown to celebrate the holiday season.

When it’s finally your turn, Takada-Chan greets you with that beautiful, bright smile. “My favorite couple! I’m so happy you made it! I was hoping to see you today.”

“Takada-Chan! We’re happy to see you, too. It’s been a while. How has the tour been?”

“Tiring. It’s nice to be back home for a little bit. Happy holidays! Oh! Todo, please go follow Haru, he’s going to give you a little something. Think of it as a special gift from me.” She winks. Todo bows deeply and follows Haru behind the set. You can’t help but smile to yourself noticing that your boyfriend is still speechless around the pop idol. Some things never change.

You decide to finally be honest with her. “Takada-Chan. You’ve been so good to us. I have to come clean about something. The first time you met Todo and I, we weren’t actually a couple. We were just faking it because you seemed to like us so much better together. I’m sorry.” You look at her nervously, praying to the pop idol gods that she isn’t too upset for the deception.

To your surprise, she smiles even wider, a twinkle in her eyes. “I know.”

“You know?!”

“I knew you two weren’t a couple. To be honest, I knew it was a bit risky on my end to play matchmaker, but I just couldn’t help myself! Who better to be together than two of my #1 fans?” She gives you another wink as you stare at her, mouth agape.

She continues. “Also, sweet Todo was convinced that I was his future wife. Poor guy doesn’t know I don’t swing that way. So, I wanted to steer him in the right direction to you. And now look. The fruits of my labor! The results are a beautiful harvest of love. You two are just as cute as I thought you’d be.”

Shocked, you stammer, “Takada-Chan…I really don’t know what to say. How can I…how can we repay you?”

She reaches her arms out to squeeze your shoulders. “I don’t need you to repay me! Anything for my fans.” Leaning closer, she whispers, “But tell me this: Who made the first move? You see, Haru and I had a little bet going since the two of your first visited my dressing room. Haru claims he won, since he saw Todo holding your hand at the big group date. I placed my bets on you, of course.”

“Well, actually, I kissed Todo that morning. So, you did win.”

The pop idol jumps up giddily. “You made the first move?! I knew it! That’s my girl! I love a woman who takes initiative! I’m going to pester Haru to give me my money back.”

“Thank you for everything, Takada-Chan. I mean it.”

“I’m happy for the both of you. Can’t wait to see you at my next event. DM me if you ever need anything!” With a hug, the two of you say your goodbyes.

You find an empty bench nearby to sit on while you wait for your boyfriend. Todo reappears from the back with two black t-shirts in hand. As he sits next to you, he unfolds the shirts so you can see the front. It’s a screen-printed photo of you, Todo, and Takada-Chan doing the Taka-tan beam in her dressing room.

“This is awesome! Our own special gift from Takada-Chan! I’ll cherish this forever. My two future wives in one picture,” he grins.

Laughing, you wrap your arms around him, giving him a passionate smooch on the lips. Blushing, he asks, “What was that for?”

“I just really wanted to kiss you.” You gaze into his eyes, smiling before saying, “Because I love you.”

His eyes widen. “What did you say?”

“I love you, Aoi.”

Suddenly, he picks you up and sits you on his lap, beaming. “You love me?”

“Yes. I love you!” You throw your arms around him in a warm embrace.

He buries his face into your neck, muffling, “I love you, too. I love you so much.” He holds your face in between his palms, kissing you square on the lips. “I love you,” he repeats, kissing you all over your cheeks, forehead, and neck. His hands roam down to your waist, pulling you closer to him.

Relationships are never perfect. People are never perfect. But this moment right now is perfect. Confessing your love feels natural. It makes sense. To think that this whole thing started off as a ridiculous rivalry and blossomed into a “beautiful harvest of love”, as a certain pop idol would say. It just proves that sometimes, finding love can start off silly and ridiculous. And with Takada-Chan playing matchmaking for you and Todo, you couldn’t write a better love story than this.

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Clubbing- Han

Han x fem bodied reader

(Warnings- !!smut!! , choking, drinking, oral, fingering, unprotected sex)

!not proofread, I’m lazy

Clubbing wasn’t something out of the ordinary in your friend group. What WAS out of the ordinary was that literally everyone had found a “ride” home but you and freaking han jisung. Jisung was your best friend’s brother, aka pain in your ass. You did not like him AT ALL. You didn’t like his gorgeous figure, his perfect slim waist, his gummy smile…

Okay just because you think someone's good looking doesn't mean you like them.

Jisung was annoying, for starters. He’s always messing with you, and FLIRTING with you. He’s always making it seem like you have a crush on him, and it pisses you off.

“Me? Have a crush on YOU? You wish” you’d say.

“Whatever you say princess.”

What was really blood boiling was that your best friend didn't seem to care one bit. If your brother was flirting with her, you’d kick him in the nuts. But not her, she either laughed or ignored it.

Fast forward to present, here you are sitting lonely at the bar with no one to take you home, since everyone had luck tonight BUT you.

“Why are you so lonely at a club, it’s depressing.” you hear that stupid fucking voice that makes your heart beat oh so slightly faster

“No reason that's your business asshole.” you snap your head around.

“Is someone grumpy that they aren't getting laid?” He asks smugly, sitting down next to you.

“I think you're teasing me because you're upset YOU'RE not getting laid” you say, annoyance visible in your tone.

“I have a better chance than you.” he stuck his tongue out like a child

The bartender handed you your drink and you spaced out, eyes on the dance floor. You loved dancing. Han also knew you loved dancing because he loved watching you dance. He wasn’t ever one to be in denial, unlike you.

“Well since it's just us less, I suppose we have no choice but to dance together.”

You come back to your senses and look back at him, making a disgusted facial expression before shaking your head.

“Come on, it's your favorite song, you want to dance so bad I know it.” He says holding out his hand.

You opened your mouth to protest, but gave up and hesitantly took his hand. It was your favorite song, though you don’t remember telling anyone.

There isn’t anything in the world that could make Jisung regret asking you to dance, he’s sure. You’re the most pretty thing he’s ever seen. He doesn't like to watch you dance because you're good at it, no. You’re exceptionally bad at it. It’s absolutely adorable.

You hate to admit, but this is one of the best times you’ve had on the dance floor. You don’t know why, it’s not really any different from dancing with your other friends. Maybe you just like watching him smile and laugh more than the others.

Everything was going pretty wholesome until a few drinks in the song changed to a more slow, sexual song. But it’s fine right? Jisung is just a friend, it doesn’t mean anything when you're dancing with your back pressed against him, slightly grinding against him. But youre a little tipsy, and so is he, and to be quite honest neither of you see each other as a friend.

But you’re quickly sober when you feel a bulge press against you, you're breath hitching.

“Jisung?”

“Hm?” he replies, head still on your shoulder.

“Are you hard right now?”

He just hums and plants wet kisses on your neck.

“HAN JISUNG” You turn around, fully intending to scold him until you see his gaze.

“What.”

He’s staring at you, hands still on your hips. His eyes half lidded, lips parted, hair messy, eyes absolutely filled with lust. You feel small under his gaze so you move your attention away from his eyes, and it’s just now you're noticing the way he's dressed. He’s wearing a button up that frames his biceps so well it's insane, unbuttoned a bit to where you can see the slight outline of his pec muscles

Your thoughts are brutally interrupted when you feel his hand pull up your chin to met his eyes.

“What.” he repeats himself.

“I um, your, uh, um” You forgot how to speak English all of a sudden.

“Are you shy baby?”

It was like you were hypnotized by him, because instead of scolding him you simply nodded. And he did nothing. He just stared. But you wanted him to do something, anything.

“Jisung, please.” You're voice came out more of a whimper than you intended.

“Please what princess?”

You faulted for a moment, not knowing exactly how to put into words what you wanted.

“Can you, can you atleast just kiss me?” You breathed.

And he didn't waste any time fulfilling your wish, almost crashing his lips onto yours. It felt like he has been waiting to do that for forever (he has). The kiss was sloppy and heated, tongues tracing each others mouth, teeth gnashing together every now and then. The heat in between your legs was beginning to become unbearable.

“Please, can we get out of here?” you pulled away looking at him with pleading eyes.

When he got to his car, he truly didn't expect you to be this impatient. His plan was to drive back to his apartment before resuming anything, but CLEARLY you had other plans.

Your hips on either side of him, grinding softly while attacking the skin on his neck.

Jisung couldn't help the moans that escaped him, and he didn't want to either.

“Princess, we can't do this here, l, let's just get home first hm?” He huffed, pulling your hair behind your ear.

“Please just let me do something before we stop.” You whined, the wait was too long already.

He sighed and nodded, not knowing what to expect.

You pushing the driver's seat back harshly was more attractive than it should've been. You got down off the seat, onto the ground of the car. Your hands crept up to his zipper while he looked at you with great anticipation. You palm his bulge slightly, pulling a beautiful whine out of him, before taking out his member completely. You try, you really try to hold the gasp in when you see his size. You couldn't help yourself, you had to get your hands on it.

You run your fingers up and down his member, causing ticklish yet still pleasurable sensations. Jisung moaned, bucking his hips up slightly, trying to show you that he needed more. You hum before licking a long stripe up his dick, earning a long whine from him. You circled his tip, collecting the bits of precum leaking from it. Without wasting any second you take him in, his tip hitting that back of your through as tears prick the corner of your eyes, threatening to fall. You began bobbing up and down, leaving jisung a moaning mess. His hips buck up as he hissed, trying to hold himself back. You pull off, unsatisfied.

“Don’t do that, don’t hold back.” You watch his beautiful face turn a deep red as he shyly nodded.

You went back down, this time sucking at his tip on the way up, which seemed to be his limit. His hands found their way to your hair, holding you in place before thrusting into your mouth. He only got in a few thrusts before his hips stilled, cock twitching as he came. You swallowed every bit while watching his gaze on you, chest falling up and down heavily.

The drive home felt agonizingly slow. As soon as the car stopped, you all but ran to the front door, eager to get in jisungs pants again. The moment the door opened you were pinned to the wall, jisung kicking the door closed behind him. Your lips reattached after what felt like forever, and he took this opportunity to pin your wrists to the wall above you. You let out a satisfactory moan when he did so, causing him to grow harder and harder in his pants. He moved from your lips to your neck, leaving open mouth kisses. The gentleness was quickly replaced with his teeth slightly sinking into your skin, sucking harshly. You enjoyed it though, your whimpered sure as hell confirmed that.

Jisung reached under your thighs, pulling slightly signaling you to jump. And you did, wrapping your thighs around his waist, and kissing him once again. He set you down on the kitchen counter, your legs still wrapped firmly around his waist, trying to pull him impossible closer. His hands reach under your shirt, tugging slightly. You pull away from the kiss, granting him access to take off your shit. He practically lunged towards your chest, leaving wet kisses along your cleavage. Your breath hitched as you felt his hands going up your skirt, feeling your heat.

“So wet baby, for me?” He flashed you that stupid cocky smile of his.

“Just do something about it sung, please?” You looked up at him with pleading eyes.

The nickname definitely hit a soft spot, as he's never heard you call him that. He couldn’t say he didn’t like it though.

He bent down, throwing one of your legs over his shoulder. You watched his strong hands reach up your thighs, rolling your skirt back. He attached his lips to your clothed clit, causing a desirable cry from you. You whines at the lost contact when he pulled away, removing your underwear and then getting back into the same position.

You whined feeling his warm tongue lick up your pussy. He starts painfully slow, kitty licking every inch of you, just wanting to taste every spot. While this was nice, it wasn't any of the right movements to make you cum. And you wanted to cum, so bad. All of a sudden it was as if he read your mind. His lips curled around your clit, sucking gently as he pushed a finger into you. You let out a cry of satisfaction, begging him to keep going. He pumped his finger in and out of you while sucking your clit, and soon one finger became two. Soon after the second finger was added, you were cumming all over his face with a cry of his name.

Jisung cleaned you up with his tongue, not wanting to miss a single drop until you whined from the overstimulation. He gives you a quick peck of the lips before taking you into his arms, carrying you to the bedroom.

He sets you down on the bed and then turns around, confusing you.

“Where are you going?”

He turns back at you with a soft smile, “Just going to get stuff to clean you up, and then clothes for you to sleep in.”

You frowned, “Who said we're done?”

“Oh, I um, thought maybe you were tired..I didn't want to pressure you.” why was he so sweet? It was bothering you.

“No sung, im not tired, want you to fuck me.”

He blinks a couple of times, breath caught in his throat, before hurrying over to the bed toppling over you. Before you could laugh at him, he's already kissing you. Both of your clothes are off in seconds, thrown somewhere unimportant. His eyes were glued on your naked figure, with an unreadable expression. You turned your head away nervously, crossing your arms over you.

You yelped when he harshly removed your arms and pinned them up above you.

“You’re so, so beautiful. So much fucking better than I imagined.”

You felt your face burning at the last comment “What do you mean imagined sung?”, you chuckled softly, but really you wanted to know.

“You don’t know how long I’ve wanted this, to make you mine.”

You wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling his crotch down to meet yours.

“I’m not yours yet, you better hurry up”

He let out a “Tch” sound before entering you without warning, filling you up so perfectly you wanted to never be empty again. You felt every inch of him against your walls, tip so sweetly brushed against the spot you loved most.

“Fuuuck sung please move” you cried, rutting up your hips trying to get some friction against your g spot.

“Mmm only if you say your mine.”

“Shit sung, okay okay I’m yours.”

“Again.”

“I’m yours.”

“Again.”

You rolled your eyes, “Han Jisung, I’m yours and only yours.”

And with that he began thrashing his hips into you, hitting your spot everytime. The room filled with the sounds of skin slapping and both your moans. He pulls your legs back around his waist, trying to hit your spot better, and holy shit he succeeded. You were so so so close, and he was too, you could feel his dick twitching inside you.

“Sung, im so close please” you begged, tears falling from your eyes.

“You’re so fucking good for me” he grunts, thrusting faster.

“Please choke me” You whined

He was hesitant at first but shortly complied, wrapping his fingers around your throat giving it a light squeeze. All of a sudden, time stopped. All on your mind was bliss as your walls clamped down onto him, pulling a high pitched moan from him while he came too.

After you both came down from your high, jisung picked you up and took you to the bathroom. He set you down on the sink while he ran the bathtub. You simply just watched him, soaking in his beauty.

For a good solid 10 minutes, you both were silent, just sitting, feeling each other's warmth. Eventually Jisung picked up a bottle of soap and began to clean you.

“I can do things by myself jisung.” You glared at him

“Mmm but I want to help you, love. And also I prefer my new nickname “sung” now.”

You scoffed but let him continue his task, picking up the bottle of soap out of mere curiosity.

“Vanilla?” You laughed “Your soap is vanilla scented?”

“I like vanilla, what’s wrong with that?” he pouted.

“Nothing.” You whispered, giving him a soft kiss.

“So, for the record, you did have a crush on me.”

“HAN JISUNG!!”

#kpop fanfic #stray kids smut #stray kids #han jisung #han jisung smut #han smut #jisung smut

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blackopals-world · 8 months

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(The horny has taken me)

Nsfw:"What are the Yuus' sex life with their partners"

(Fem!Yuus because the male dynamics are completely different)

After this we go back to regularly scheduled wholesome content.

Riddle Rosehearts x Maid!Yuu-

Very vanilla. They are satisfied with missionary and cuddling after. You'd think they'd have a master/servant vibe but they don't bring that into the bedroom. Light flirting and teasing in public but they won't ruin their image with indecency. But Riddle does have a mommy kink and a praise kink. Yuu takes full advantage making Riddle lose his mind.

"It's okay baby, you can cum. Cum for mommy sweetie."

"Yesh, mmmnn! Mummy!~♡"

Leona Kingscholar x Vet!Yuu-

Leona doesn't initiate sex. He does however bother Yuu when he's in the mood, which is alot. Yuu will wait as long as possible because of their work. She isn't worried about Leona losing interest because he won't. Leona wants anything he can't have. Yuu waits until the end of the day to give her partner what he wants which leads to rough sex. They love rough sex with biting and scratching. They will go at it like animals and you'd think they hate each other. Whether fighting or making up the answer is sex.

"Where do you think you're going? You said you could take it. You sounded so cocky a minute ago. Now take it!"

"Shut the hell up! Unng~ If you'd just slow down I could adjust-nmm!"

Ruggie Bucchi x Chef!Yuu-

Food and fucking, what better than that. Yuu has a slight feeding kink. Not a fattening kink though. She just likes striking the moment Ruggie is full and relaxing. Ruggie doesn't try to escape at that point all he wants is to use Yuu's thighs as a pillow. I know the question. Do they do the thing? Yes, they do the syrup and whipped cream thing.

"Ayanfe? You're giving me that look."

"Mahal, get the chocolate syrup. I think you deserve an early dessert."

"Yes, Ma'am!!"

Jack Howl x Writer!Yuu-

And they call it puppy love~

But seriously they are too saccharin-sweet for kinky business. They are too pure! Too innocent! Too loving!

Until Jack gets in the mode and desperately clings to Yuu. He gets all whiney and tosses his tough guy persona. Lots of nudging and cuddling his girlfriend as she focuses on typing. He literally gets so horny it hurts as he waits as patiently as he can. He tries not to bite when he can finally mounts Yuu but he can't help it.

"Ja-akk please slow down! You're too big to-oo go this deep! I'll cum if you-ah!"

"Sorry...it feels so good. So tight. Please let me mark you."

Azul Ashengrotto x Marine Biologist!Yuu

Extremely kinky. They both understand how mentally fragile the other can be when it comes to love. One wants to be loved the other wants to love. Yuu is a bit obsessive which translates to body worship. Azul's controlling nature leads to using Yuu. They both are obsessive actually. Sexually Yuu will sit on Azul's lap while he talks to clients, kissing and nuzzling him while he pays no attention. When guests leave she will switch to blowing him under his desk. Yuu loves cock warming but Azul knows he won't be able to focus the entire time. He ends up breaking character every time and fucks Yuu over the table.

"Pearl, you look amazing wrapped around me. You'd look better with a collar and a leash wrapped around my hand. It will be easier than pulling you by the hair."

"Mmmn~♡"

"Sorry, I forgot how much you love that."

Floyd Leech x Orca!Yuu-

You ever seen a small dog on a big one? Sorry. Had to say it.

Biting so much bitting. It's just natural for them. They will also go it at a moment's notice. No fuss. No build up just raw animalistic fucking like nature intended. They aren't kinky because that implies that they aren't just fucking. They don't even care if they get caught, at least Floyd doesn't.

"Floyd! What the hell! Can't you two do it in your dorm? I sit there!"

"Fuck off! Can't you see we're busy."

Jamil Viper x Dancer!Yuu

Too tired to put extra energy into fucking. Unless Jamil is particularly agitated. Then he's rough and possessive. God forbid Yuu has a competition and is practicing with someone else. They love having sex when one of them feels jealous and let it be known Yuu gets jealous especially when others talk about how hot Jamil is.

"Do. You. like. It. When those girls complaint you when I'm right there?"

"Do you when you have your hands all over your partner? Do you think he'll care if I send him a picture of you riding my cock right now?"

"Only if you send it to your fan girl too. You're mine hibibi~"

Rook Hunt x Special Forces!Yuu

Insatiable. Fuck more than Yuu's prized rabbits. Kinky is a word they redefined. Really into BDSM but surprisingly they also switch roles alot. Enjoy predator/prey play, degradation, and bandage. While they aren't in an open relationship they have had threesomes. Vil can pretend all he wants but he has slept with them.

"Rat, if you make another sound I'll be forced to strike you again."

"mon amour, s'il te plaît, frappe-moi plus fort-ackk!!!"

Vil Schoenheit x Gardener!Yuu

Hate sex. I mean if you can't stand another person's personality but still find them extremely attractive you might just have fuck about it. Spiteful biting, clawing, and cursing. Vil may be prim and proper in public but this is different. He actually enjoys letting loose and Yuu doesn't complain about being held by the throat. Their little tryst will devolve once all the anger is gone to actually making passionate love.

"You were so mad earlier, you even broke broke skin this time. Now you're acting like a mother hen."

"Silence. Stop moving you are going to get the ointment everywhere. Do you want a scare?"

"Yes! I thought I made that clear. I can't wait to wear it everywhere and explain how I got it."

Idia Shroud x Otaku!Yuu

Toys. So many toys. They can't do it without edging, vibrators, pocket pussies, or dildos. God forbid they find something new to try out. They also love dressing up in cosplays. You don't want walk in on them, their is bo telling what they are doing. And yes to those wondering Idia does get pegged.

"Idia don't pout. I said clip-on not strap-on. I know you are disappointed but we already had plans."

"I know, but I thought I was my turn."

"Okay fine, but I still get to edge you."

Ortho Shroud x Dolly

Malleus Draconia x Noble!Yuu

What do you do if you need to save a dragon from a princess? Honestly, Yuu is very proper and keeps Malleus on a short leash. Premarital sex? Scandalous! They still do it in secret which leads to stealthy sex where they avoid getting caught. This is different because a railed-up dragon is hard to control but getting the even more stubborn control freak princess to back down is harder. It's a battle of stamina from there. Yuu hangs on out of spite.

"I'm...surprised you've lasted...my love."

"I'll pass..out after you...do."

Lilia Vanrouge x Celestial!Yuu

"Me and my wife saw you from across the bar and we really like your vibe."

Okay, seriously they are a bisexual couple who are no strangers to a bit of fun. They just don't have lovers around the kids. They are still very committed to their marriage. They have never told Malleus what their relationship with his parents was behind closed doors. Or Silver about his mother in Yuu's case. And yes that does make them brothers. It's complicated.

"We can always see if Crewel is willing to join us."

"Dear, I think as long as you're posing as a student it's illegal no matter how old we are. Plus I doubt the boys will forgive us if we go that far."

"I guess I have a goddess all to myself then. What a selfish man I am."

Silver Vanrouge x Odette Crowley

Well technically she's a dullahan, so.... Removable head. So you know.

I doubt he'd do it though. It would be pretty hot though. But he's on that respect woman mindset.

Sebek Zigvolt x Disciplinary Officer!Yuu

He's guilty of disturbing the peace officer! Please punish him! She has the crocodile in a chokehold and he ain't going nowhere. Sit.Stay.Beg. He follows orders like a puppy dog. That riding crop isn't for show and yes it's charged. But if he's a good quiet boy he gets rewarded.

"I'm glad we finally got to put that loud mouth of yours to good use. I'll keep my promise, if you make me cum I'll let you out of the cage."

(Okay, the last one has me sweating.)

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a-dumb-sarcastic-bisexual · 10 months

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More Nimona headcanons because these dorks have taken over my brain

I feel like Nimona tried really hard to hate Ambrosius

The first month they knew each other Nimona tried so hard to antagonize him and poke fun at him and remind him of the shit he’s done wrong

But it’s kind of hard to hate someone who’s slow to anger and quick to forgive

Reminding someone of their past mistakes with the intent to hurt them kind of stops being fun when the person is constantly aware of their mistakes

And owns up to them without making excuses and is constantly trying to undo the damage their mistakes caused

After a while, he grows on her and she starts to trust him and in return he trusts her

This one is based heavily on me and my best friends

Nimona and Ambrosius will talk shit loudly in public

They won’t use code names and if they don’t know the person they’ll start describing them like “Did you see that dude in the yellow shirt? He just pushed that kid out of line what a dick!”

They won't check to see if the person is out of earshot either they simply don't give a fuck

And this gives Bal so much fucking anxiety enough that he starts pleading with them to stop

You hear them going off about something and Bal saying “Ambrosius love hun sunshine I’m begging you to keep your voice down”

“Nim Nimona starlight hi I would like to remind you that they’re still behind us and I don’t want to explain to Ambrosius why you’ve gotten into another fight this week so please stop”

To which Nimona responds with “Tell him he’ll probably laugh”

Whenever Nimona and Ambrosius want to rant they rant to each other

Because Bal is the type of person to give advice in the middle of a rant

Talking some “If you explain this to them in a calm and compassionate manner I’m sure they’ll stop”

And while that's excellent advice sometimes you just want to scream your most unhinged thoughts at someone

And they never judge each other either

Nimona can look Ambrosius dead in the eyes and go “Have you ever gotten so angry during an argument that you’ve considered lighting their car on fire?”

And Ambrosius won't even think about it he’ll respond immediately with a “Who hasn't?” while Bal slowly backs out of the room and silently vows to hide his car the next time they fight

Whenever Ambrosius comes home from a stressful day at work he just walks into the house and lets out the most dramatic drawn out sigh

And whenever Nimona hears that noise they’ll run to the living room and sit on the couch patiently waiting for their daily rant session

Whenever Nimona gets home and wants to rant he’ll walk around until he finds Ambrosius

And if he can't find him he’ll sit by Bal and stew in his anger while he waits for him to come home

He can't even take one step through the door without Nimona saying something like “How dare you make me wait”

And Ambrosius will always respond with something like “Oh I’m so sorry firecracker it’ll never happen again”

And encourage them to tell him the information they’ve been patiently waiting to spill

Bal doesn’t rant unless he’s literally at the end of his rope

Like you have to royally screw him over for him to go home and rant to his family

When he finally rants to them they don’t make a big deal out of it

But they do however try their best to take care of him without raising his suspicions

Nimona will conveniently make Bal’s favorite dinner

Ambrosius will just so happen to pick up his favorite dessert on his way home (cause they both know the signs of a Bal rant and they plan accordingly)

They listen to his rant and let him eat his favorite food in peace while they play his favorite movies

You know real wholesome shit

All the while they’re coming up with plans in their head to destroy this person's life

#nimona 2023 #Nimona movie #nimona headcanon #nimona #ballister boldheart #ambrosius goldenloin #ballister x ambrosius #goldenheart #I love protective Ambrosius and Nimona #they both love bal so much #and would shank a bitch for him #and if that isn't the pinnacle of love I don't know what is #i love this stupid little family #I know they've had to fight people for each other #Nimona would get into a fight to protect her dads prove me wrong #they stress Bal out #all the time every day #he’s not surprised by anything anymore

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lastoneout · 6 months

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Okay, honest question, who is Yotsuba?

OH HO HO ANON I AM ALL TOO HAPPY TO EXPLAIN :3

Yotsuba is a character from the greatest manga ever made, Yotsuba&!(or Yotsuba to! it translates weird, most fans just call it Yotsuba) which is a comedy slice-of-life manga about Yotsuba Koiwai, a five year old girl, and her very strange yet wholesome family and friends!

It's from the same mangaka who gave us Azumanga Daioh, though while that manga is told in a four-panel comic style and doesn't really have much of an overarching plot, Youtsuba is done in a traditional manga style and despite also being very episodic there is a bit of a throughline surrounding Youtsuba getting settled into the neighborhood she just moved to, growing up, and eventually, in the later chapters, getting ready to go to school for the first time. Also, there are storylines that take place over multiple chapters as well! Despite the fact that the manga has been releasing since 2003, the chapters are pretty sporadic and the comic has only really covered about one year of the character's lives, but it never really feels slow or aimless. It feels almost...timeless? I guess. It's really nice.

Anyway, the manga is legit one of the most wholesome, funny, heartwarming things I have ever read. Kiyohiko Azuma is a fucking MASTER of comedy(you may have seen screencaps from a Sailor Moon fan comic he made going around on tumblr in which Jupiter accidentally sends Venus shooting across a pool that made me laugh so hard I cried) and he balances it well with lots of slow moments with GORGEOUS artwork where you can really take in the scenery and all of it is seeped in a wonderful nostalgia for childhood that legit makes me super emotional.

I don't think the manga has ever really taken off in terms of popularity, at least not to the degree that it deserves imo, which is likely in part due to the creator being firm about it never getting an anime adaptation and the sporadic release schedule, but it's far from unknown. There's been an official(I think??) score released and plenty of figurines and merch. It's also birthed a lot of memes, and it def has the same issue as One Piece where if you read it and love it you will turn into a walking billboard and try to drag your friends and family in with you. It's just THAT good!

You may have seen art of or people cosplaying Danbo, a "robot" made of old cardboard boxes that Yotsuba adores (Totally a real robot btw, def doesn't have a middle schooler shoved inside there, that would be silly wdym /s)

And this pose from the back of one of the manga volumes featuring Yotsuba, her father, and their extremely tall friend Jumbo has been redrawn with other characters like 500000 billion times

And you've also probably seen this going around tumblr before (that's Fūka she's my favorite cringe fail daughter I would literally die for her).

Also, I would be doing a disservice if I didn't mention Yanda, who is a friend of Yotsuba's dad and also Yotsuba's nemesis. He's a loser who constantly gets dunked on by a toddler it's fucking hilarious.

But yeah it really is just like, a manga that feels like a hug, or a warm blanket or something, it's so comforting and funny and fantastic, I find myself re-reading it any time life gets to be too hard just bcs it's that good at distracting me and reminding me that live is worth living.

And also given that it's literally my favorite manga, I saved up a bunch of screencaps to use as reaction images after a read one time, and thus now it's my own little joke that if you send me anon hate I'm just gonna send you back a picture of this cutie

Bcs come on how can you be angry when you're looking at this???

Anyway here's some screencaps of the main supporting cast bcs I love all of them so much <3

YOU WILL READ YOTSUBA I AM NO LONGER ASKING

#Ask #Anonymous #long post #sorry anon you hit the yotsuba button #I am legally obligated to gush about it #yotsuba #yotsuba&!

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saigethearies · 9 months

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LOVE LANGUAGES

how he shows you that he loves you :) while rearranging your insides <3 <3

multifandom x fem!reader starring kiba, eren, jean, megumi, and kuroo (this is so self-indulgent it’s literally just a collection of my favs)

all characters mentioned are in their twenties in this piece || MINORS DNI 18+

cw: sub!reader, overstimulation, oral (f!receiving) and mention of (m!receiving), blindfolding, bondage, praise, cockwarming, lingerie, daddy kink, use of pet names

___

KIBA inuzuka may seem like a selfish man at first glance. cocky and egotistical, it’s easy to imagine he would only care about himself.

that couldn’t be further from the truth.

despite how selfish he may seem, kiba always prioritized your pleasure above his own in the bedroom. the acts of service you witnessed from him during this time stemmed from just how devoted he was to you, ignoring his own hardening want to ensure you felt amazing.

“kiba!” you cried out, tears streaming down your face as you tried to recover from your third orgasm of the night.

the brunette smirked from his place between your thighs, white fangs glistening in the moonlight peeking into the room.

“yes, pretty girl?”

“too much! t-too much, please slow down!”

the brunette chuckled. “oh, i would baby, but you just sound so sexy when you’re cumming on my tongue. you can give me on more, yeah?”

you didn’t answer right away, leading kiba to circle his lips around your clit once more. bucking your hips into his face, you answered him. “y-yes, kiba! i’ll give you one more, fuck.”

he smirked. “that’s my good girl.”

EREN always had to have a hand on you; whether it was placed on the small of your back, wrapped around your shoulders, or holding one of your own. regardless of the manner, eren found a way, because physical touch was important to him.

that’s how you found yourself in the position you were currently in, hands cuffed to the headboard and a blindfold over your eyes.

“i want all of my touches to feel even more intense on your skin,” eren had said.

you jumped when you felt your boyfriend’s fingertips dancing along your torso. not knowing where he was heading, you held your breath before gasping at the feel of eren’s hand cupping your breast.

“so responsive,” he said with a smirk while watching you push your chest further into his hands.

“maybe i should blindfold you more often if it means you’ll be this sensitive, baby.”

JEAN never hid how much he loved you. sweet praises always falling from his lips, the words of affirmation he gave you always left your head feeling light.

“what a pretty girl,” your husband breathed into your ear. “so wet for me, you’ve been waiting for this all day, haven’t you, doll?”

you hiccuped, pressing yourself back into his chest as jean had you spread open in his lap. “yes, daddy, missed you so much.”

he bummed. “i know you did, honey.”

you felt his fingers slip into the waistband of your panties. “this sweet cunt has been so neglected, hasn’t it?”

“yeah, daddy, it has. please make it feel better.”

jean chuckled. “don’t worry, daddy’s gonna take good care of his pretty girl and her pretty pussy.”

MEGUMI couldn’t always count on words, being the quiet person that he is. therefore, spending quality time with you was the best way to ensure that you knew he was still head over heels for you.

especially when your activities together walked the narrow line between intimate and wholesome.

“just wanna be as close to you as possible, gumi,” you had said while sinking your soaked pussy down onto his hard cock.

this wasn’t the first time you had cockwarmed him, nor would it be the last. whenever you and megumi needed an easy way to be together, this was the first thing the two of you tried out.

your boyfriend groaned out, fingernails digging crescent shapes into your hips as you settled into his lap. placing a kiss on the top of your, the sorcerer wrapped his arms around your waist.

“the feeling of your cunt around me is never going to get old, my love.”

KUROO never hesitated to spoil you. his precious little princess, he ensured you always had something beautiful to wear for him. thus, gift giving was like a second nature to the sports promoter once the two of you became official.

“let me see you, kitten,” the brunette called out to you after you finished fastening the garter strap.

exiting the bathroom, you stood still so your fiancé could see the intricate, red lace patterns adorning your skin.

kuroo let out a low whistle from his place on your bed. “you look absolutely gorgeous, angel.”

you watched as he stood up, coming to meet you as he placed a hand under your chin.

“my sweetheart is going to show me how lovely this set looks on her while she’s on her knees for me, right, kitten?”

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ghost-recs · 1 month

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CAN I ASK FOR YAKU OR NISHINOYA RECS IF U HAVE SOME⁉️

OF COURSE!! and why not both? my favorite liberos getting much deserved love💕

Nishinoya Recs

when you go away, i still see you by @kisskawa

synopsis: summer after graduation meant new beginnings, but it also meant goodbyes. however, you hope that some things never change.

i love the way this is written sm, fluffy oneshot with a tinge of angst.

thinking started feeling like burning by Grae_Coltrane [ao3]

synopsis: you had always thought you knew what would grant you happiness in life. but six years after graduation, you find yourself in front of your ex's house without a thought or feeling left in your body.

ngl, i was a little skeptical about this one, but it turned out to be so so cute! i love the way this is written, and noya is literally the sweetest little tornado! (thank you lovely anon for the recommendation!)

Bruises by Emocean (orphan_account) [ao3]

synopsis: you decided that soulmates are overrated, as yet another deep dark bruise appears on your body.

soulmate au in which the injuries your soulmate gets appears on your body as well, cute little oneshot!

Split Lives by GhostiMoth [ao3]

synopsis: you hate to think how slow and boring your life has gotten. after living a day in the body of your soulmate, hopefully that will change.

soulmate au where you and your soulmate switch bodies for the day, wholesome oneshot living the life of nishinoya.

Your Biggest Fan by queenofhyrule [ao3]

synopsis: being late to one of the most important games in nishinoya's career was not ideal, but the reason why was worth it.

best friends that obviously simp for each other, warning it gets spicier throughout (not totally sure how i feel about the ending, but still cute)

Strawberry Cream by skeletiddies [ao3]

synopsis: nishinoya takes tanaka's advice on how to confess to you, but things go horribly wrong.

crack oneshot, but a happy ending! this took me off guard, but made me laugh.

Bad Sleeping Habits by @oreosmama

synopsis: you and noya never know what to expect from each other before going to sleep.

just some short drabbles of the weird things you and noya do in your sleep, crack.

Yaku Recs

untitled: cloud 9 by @writingbymoonlight

synopsis: yaku shouldn't be held accountable for the way he acts around you.

coffee shop au, adorable oneshot that made fall for flustered yaku.

another untitled oneshot by @shoulmate

synopsis: yaku will take the disses if it means you will reveal what you truly think.

cute lil oneshot that i frequently occasionally think about.

Begin Again by hyuniebaby [ao3]

synopsis: after a toxic relationship, you're not used to being treated in the way you deserve.

YAKU IS A GENTLEMAN .

Burnt Out by 3rdgymmanager [ao3]

synopsis: yaku will respect your decision to quit volleyball, but not without some effort to persuade you otherwise.

oneshot that is purely yaku being the best supporter

If Only I Were Selfish by ThisNoodleWrites [ao3]

synopsis: yaku's biggest regret is that he wasn't selfish when it came to you, but time has given him a second chance.

timeskip oneshot with some reflections back to yaku's high school days, sweet happy ending.

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thewideawakechronicles · 3 months

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Hello! And welcome to my ask blog!

There are a few things I want to put down as a start, just so everyone is aware.

1. Please refrain from any nsfw things. Jokes or not. We have young characters in this blog. Please dont.

2. I may be a bit slow with responses! So please be patient.

3. You may have powers! But they need to be toned down and kept at a reasonable level. And please refrain from any powerplaying.

4. There may be some very sore themes, so just be aware/prepared.

5. I want to keep the tone a bit more serious and refrain from things that may be a little too crazy, but, obviously we can still have breaks here and there(mostly stuff that's some sort of comic relief or wholesome).

6. Designs will sometimes fluctuate here and there. Please do not be alarmed if someone's appearance suddenly changes!(I literally can not make up my mind. I am so sorry)

I want to keep this as fun and as smooth as possible, so everyone can enjoy this. And I hope it stays that way. As long as people play by and respect the rules, everything should be alright. Please enjoy!

Also, say hello to my wonderful bestie and co-host of the blog, @marbledmoonstone! Please go check our xyr ask blog as well! @ask-styx-and-friends

#poppy playtime #poppy playtime chapter 3 #poppy playtime deep sleep #dogday #noah addison #rise and shine au

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aibloomie · 1 year

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KISSING XIAO UNTIL HE FALLS ASLEEP <3 (just pretend he actually sleeps and dreams shh)

ft: xiao x gn!reader

→ just pure and wholesome kissing, not really nsfw <33 this is funny to me because I literally just wrote a headcanon acknowledging the fact he DOESN'T sleep but it's okay. just had the need to write these before heading off to sleep, I better dream of him istg

the passion xiao held for you was unlike any other. his dilated pupils were a dead give away, paired with the way he looked at you as if you were the only living being that mattered. the manner in which he held you was enough to make butterflies stir within your stomach, hell it made you unable to think straight in the middle of the night when you would reminisce such intimate moments.

nothing and nobody would ever be able to replicate the way he made you feel. but as if you weren't already hooked enough, the adeptus himself was even more infatuated with you. he could no longer hide his overwhelming feelings for you. and how could he when all he could think about from morning until night was you? he would always be mesmerized by you, no matter if he was sent to entirely different reality plane from you. he simply could— and would, never be able to get enough of you.

he made that abundantly clear as his hands carefully explored up and down your torso and his lips moved flawlessly in sync with your own. you placed your hands on his chest to stabilize yourself as you pulled back to catch your breath.

the shiny gloss accentuating your swollen lips due to his kisses was enough to drive him insane. "you're breathtaking." he commented, lifting your chin up so he could look you in the eye.

you broke out into a smile, "yeah? I could say the same to you seeing as I'm having a hard time breathing just from kissing you." you pulled in for a short kiss and your next words were spoken in a whisper, "not that I'm complaining though."

under the beautiful illumination of the moonlight, you managed to see the flustered expression that xiao had from your tone of voice. thank god he wasn't standing or else his knees would feel weak. he responded by clutching onto the cloth of your shirt, his eyes scanning your expression before he buried his face into your neck.

"I can't believe this is actually happening." his warm breath tickled you. he truly believed his feelings for you were unrequited at one point, given how often he had to leave you because of his unavoidable responsibilities. and also considering how cold he had once been towards you, and how difficult it was to get him to open up. but this moment was real, you loved him too, and he was reminded of it by the chills he got whenever you touched him in any way.

xiao felt your fingers start threading through the soft and fluffy strands of his hair. it was like you had reached up and switched the "off" button for his mind, because his head went blank and all he could do was relish your gentle and loving touch.

the hold he had on your shirt slowly began to soften as you continued caressing him. you could feel his soft sighs and muffled incoherent mumbles against your skin, it made you smile because xiao was so incredibly unpredictable and vulnerable when he was truly comfortable. you had managed to get past his tough walls, and finally be able to make him feel safe like he has always done to you.

it took him a while to lift his head up again, he ached to continue kissing you but at the same time he was so comfortable in the warm confines of your arms that he could easily fall asleep against you in seconds. noticing his heavy and tired eyes, you placed your hands on either side of his high and defined cheekbones, brushing your fingers softly to trace them. "sleepy?"

"mmm." he replied, his eyes moving from your eyes and down to your lips in slow and repeated movements. "don't stop though." his voice was quiet, but ever so needy.

with an eager smile, you leaned in and held his face in place so he didn't have to waste energy on controlling his own movements. "it's okay, I'll do the work. you just relax and lay down, okay my love?"

he melted at your words, mumbling out an "okay." you raised your hips up to give him a chance to reposition himself so that he was laying down instead of sitting up against the headboard.

he tried his best to look up at you, but his eyelids were beginning to fail on him. when he felt you inching closer to him. xiao was completely at your disposal, allowing you to do whatever you wanted to him at any given time. he was yours and yours alone. his hands rested on your thighs, using his last energy to gently rub his thumbs against the skin.

being with you truly made him feel as if he was the only other being in the universe aside from you, because you were all he could think about to the point he even dreamed of you every night. perhaps that's why he felt so peaceful about his decision to allow himself to fall asleep— because he knew he'd see you despite whether he was awake or not. he looked forward to the sweet dreams his love for you would spring on.

your one and every kiss felt like silk to him, ever so soft and gentle, but enough to make goosebumps form onto his skin and leave his mind hazy with thoughts of you. he did his best to reciprocate the action, despite his tired state. rather than his heartbeat quickening, it slowed down because he was in complete and utter bliss with you.

"I love you, xiao." your sincere words made the tips of his ears red, and you could feel his cheeks heating up from under your fingertips. you kissed him once again and he could feel you smiling against his lips.

it didn't feel like you were two people kissing each other, but rather two warm souls embracing each other. all it took was for you to land one final kiss onto his forehead for him to finally doze off— waiting until he was in a deep enough sleep to meet you once again in his dreams <3

#genshin x reader #xiao x reader #genshin fluff #genshin impact x reader #xiao fluff #xiao imagines #genshin imagines

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reidsaurora · 1 year

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"Under My Umbrella" ~ S. Reid

Summary: When the rain starts pouring, everyone's favorite boy genius is there to keep you dry ♡

Pairing: Spencer Reid x GN!BAU!Reader

Word Count: 818

Content Warning: literally none, this is so wholesome and sweet

Genre: the Fluffiest of Fluff

Extra Notes: yeah probably everyone is using this title, idc

Based On the Prompt: "Under The Same Umbrella" from this year's @domaystic prompts

Originally Written: 05/05/2023

Criminal Minds masterlist can be found here!

You cursed yourself for not checking the weather that morning before you left for the office, and cursed yourself twice as much for leaving your umbrella in your apartment.

You contemplated your options, whether making a run for the subway station was a better idea than waiting out the giant droplets that cascaded around the NCAVC building.

Just as you had decided that sprinting to the subway was your better option, a familiar voice called out behind you. "Y/N, wait up!"

You turned to see Spencer, one of your colleagues, holding fast to his navy blue umbrella as he walked your way. You had the fleeting thought that the sensible color seemed very Spencer-like, and wondered just how many of your fleeting thoughts involved your more-than-attractive coworker.

He held the umbrella over your head, giving you a bashful smile. "I thought we could share, o-only if you want to. I figured since we usually ride the same train home, we could walk to the station together. I-if you'd like.

A smile of your own appeared on your lips as you nodded. "Of course. Come on."

And with that, the two of you began your stroll to the subway station, your hand barely an inch from his as you held on to the umbrella handle. Your skin felt hot as you saw his giant hand holding tight to the handle, the lack of contact burning a hole right through you.

Okay, maybe you had a slight crush on the four-eyed brunette walking beside you. And maybe the fact that the two of you sat together on the subway every day definitely didn't help.

But, to be fair, it was hard not to fall for Spencer. He was one of the nicest guys you'd ever met and he'd been the first friend you made when you started at the BAU the year prior. There was lots to like about him, from the cute sweater vests he always seemed to be adorning to the random fun facts he'd spill at any given time, it was hard not to find something to love about Spencer.

By the time you reached the train station—which may have been slightly prolonged due to the conversation you'd shared about the latest book he'd finished—the rain had slowed, and you felt a tiny pang when you realized there was nothing to force proximity on the two of you. You would've never admitted it to anyone, but the closeness of his body had warmed you up in the coolness of the rain.

As you entered the train, Spencer offered you the last seat available, opting to hold himself up with the overhead metal bar. You'd wanted to protest, to insist that there was enough room for him to squeeze into the seat next to you, but thought better of it. After all, the closeness underneath the umbrella might've been enough invasion of Spencer's personal space for one day.

The train ride flew by slower than it usually did. Probably because you couldn't pass the time by talking to him like usual, you'd figured. Normally, when the subway stopped, the two of you would part ways, each heading toward your respective apartment buildings, but today was different. As if to prove your previous thoughts about his personal space wrong, Spencer quickly caught up to you, holding the umbrella over your head and slowing his steps to match yours.

You looked up at him with furrowed brows, though your heart skipped a beat at the thought of him walking you home.

"Just in case it starts raining again."

And with that, the two of you walked in comfortable silence in the direction of your apartment. The sun was slowly setting, and the orange streaks in the sky were the perfect background to shine around Spencer's hazel eyes and lightly freckled skin as you trekked toward your apartment in the drizzling rain.

"Hey," he said as he walked you into your apartment, "I just wanted to say that I had a really nice afternoon. Even if we did get pretty soaked in the rain."

Your cheeks heated up as he gave you that signature, warm smile of his. "I did too," you told him.

He headed toward the door, and it took all of your willpower to not ask him to stay. You felt your heart flip when he lingered by the door, his smile turning bashful again as he scratched at the back of his neck. "Can I ask you kind of a weird question? A-and it's okay if you say no."

Your furrowed eyebrows made their return as you watched his posture change from normal to nervous. Still, you answered, "Of course. What is it?"

"Would you mind if I started walking you home more often?"

You felt a blush creep into your cheeks and butterflies shooting off in your stomach. "How could I ever say no?"

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mouschiwrites · 3 months

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Hi hi! Congrats on the 300 followers!! Uhm for the event can I request Miles Morales (E-1610) with the prompt 10 ("Can I just keep you?") with them just cuddling and all fluff and cute and wholesome? Okay ty

Thank you!! And here you go, some winter fluff for chilly times!!

Word count: 1.1k

ASTV - 10. "Can I just keep you?" (Miles) (300 follower event)

You were rubbing your hands together to warm them when the door opened. The second you saw Miles, you practically barged in, desperate to escape the cold. It was fortunate that you were close; otherwise he might’ve taken this as impoliteness. Instead he just laughed, closing the door behind you. “Come in, I guess.”

When he saw you breathing hot air on your fingers, he glanced out the window at the snow. “Pretty cold out there, huh?”

You nodded wordlessly, choosing not to waste your precious breath on speaking. Miles smiled fondly at you, shrugging off his jacket and putting it around your shoulders. You gripped the fabric tightly, bringing it around yourself snugly. It was quite warm; warm enough to chase away the lingering cold in a matter of seconds. “Thanks,” you said, grinning. “Now let’s get going on that homework.”

Miles’ eyes narrowed, but he gave a slow nod. Honestly, you weren’t much more enthusiastic, but one of you had to be responsible here. So you plopped your bag down on a chair at the table and pulled out your folder, gearing up to work together.

“My room has a heated fan,” Miles tempted, pointing a thumb in the direction of his room. “We should study in there.”

You had no objections to this; so, you found yourself seated on the floor, using your binder as a lap-desk while the heated fan huffed warm air at you, then Miles, then you, turning back and forth.

Miles was a smart kid, but a horrible study partner. He had no motivation to stay on topic, but when he did manage to focus for more than two seconds, he proved to be proficient in whatever he was doing. So, you really had two tasks: one, get your homework done, and two, get Miles to actually do some work.

The first would’ve been easier if Miles weren’t so determined to do literally anything else. You’d barely opened the homework packet when he started pointing out his new action figure.

“Miles,” you reprimanded, “focus.”

He blinked at you. “Sorry.”

You got a good thirty minutes in (which might’ve been a new record when it came to working with Miles) before your phones both blared at the same time.

“Amber alert?” Miles wondered aloud, reaching for his phone.

“Sounds like it,” you agreed, dismissively pressing the silent button on your own phone before stowing it away again.

Miles’ brows furrowed as he read the alert. “Nope. Severe weather warning.”

You both looked out the window at the same time. Sure enough, a blizzard thicker than the kind you could get at Dairy Queen was blustering outside, a maelstrom of huge white flakes shooting in every direction.

You shared a look. “I should call home.”

Miles nodded, dialing up his own parents while you stepped out to make your call.

When you returned, Miles was nowhere in sight. And he wasn’t the only thing that had disappeared—your homework was gone, too.

You put a hand on your hip. “Miles,” you called out, annoyance dripping from your tone.

You stepped further inside, intending to search the room for your work. As soon as you passed the threshold, the door slammed shut and Miles came launching out from behind the door to tackle you.

You let out a yelp as he dragged you down onto the bean bag in the corner. You landed on your back with Miles’ arms around your waist, his chin digging into your stomach.

“Oof,” you grunted, winded. “Miles!”

“No more homework,” Miles announced. “Weather’s too bad.”

You hummed, looking out the window. “Well, at this rate, I guess we might expect a snow day tomorrow.”

“Yep. No doubt.”

You both watched the storm for a while, listening to the soft whir of the heated fan. The warmth was starting to get to you; drowsiness slowly enveloped your body, then your brain. Your eyes didn’t seem to want to stay open anymore, and you could see that Miles had already lost a similar battle. He dozed on your stomach, looking so peaceful that you had to follow suit.

You weren’t sure how long you were out, but when you opened your eyes the window was black as pitch. Blinking the sleep from your eyes, you shook Miles awake. He didn’t open his eyes, but you knew he was conscious when he gave an inquisitive hum.

“Miles, it’s late. I need to go home.”

“But the storm,” he slurred, bringing his arms tighter around you.

“I have my coat. And yours.”

“Don’t go,” he whined. “Can’t I just keep you?”

You sighed, fiddling with a lock of his hair. Looking out the window again, the cold seemed to teleport onto your skin. You shuddered, suddenly not too motivated to brave the outside world. “Maybe just a little longer.”

“Yaay,” Miles muttered, already drifting back off to sleep.

You chuckled, shaking him again. “No more napping, though. I don’t want to lose track of time.”

Miles’ lower lip stuck out in a pout, but his eyes opened at last. “Fine,” he assented. “But I’m not moving.”

“I wasn’t going to ask.”

You knew silence would put you both right back to sleep, so you reached for your phone. “Let’s watch something.”

Miles nodded, flipping so that his back was against your stomach and your legs were on either side of his torso. You held your phone so that it rested on his chest where you could both see it, and began browsing for something to watch.

“Can we watch Robocop?”

“I was going to put on Cat in the Hat.”

“That movie is unhinged,” you couldn’t see his face, but you knew Miles was smiling as he said it.

“Exactly.”

You said that once the movie was over, you were going home. Miles complained, but you knew that he understood that you couldn’t stay forever. So he just held one of your hands tightly, savoring your last moments together as if they were the last you’d ever have.

Roughly one hour and twenty-two minutes later, you turned off your phone as the movie’s credits began to roll. Miles leaned back, putting more of his weight on you in a clever scheme to trap you.

“Miles, you’re crushing me,” you grunted.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Before you could retaliate, your phone turned on again. It was a text from home, telling you that you should just stay at the Morales residence instead of trekking through the perilous storm, so long as it was okay with Mr. and Mrs. Morales.

Having read the text, too, Miles flipped around again so that he could look at you. He had a smug grin on his face, one that you couldn’t be entirely angry at.

“Looks like I can keep you.”

You just scoffed, pretending there wasn’t a huge smile on your face as you wrapped your arms around your boyfriend, letting him do the same as you basked blissfully in each other’s warmth for the rest of the night.

Thank you so much for participating in this event!! And thank you for reading, take care duckies <33

(divider by saradika)

#astv #across the spider verse #astv x reader #miles morales #miles morales x reader #1610 miles x reader #earth 1610 miles morales #1610 miles morales

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lolahauri · 2 months

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: ̗̀➛ Laughing Jack: Smut Alphabet

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Licks his cum off of you so you don’t have to get up and leave him <3

He’s so clingy and annoying lol.

Probably makes you a balloon animal and gives you candy to make up for your soreness.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He loves your entire body, but not exactly for wholesome reasons like Toby.

He just loves how small you are. Even if you’re 6ft tall, he’s 7+ feet so he towers over you no matter what height and weight you are.

His favorite part of himself is his tongue, it’s crazy long and works some real magic.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

I think he’d like cumming on you more than inside you. He loves seeing your body painted with it.

And when he cums, there’s A LOT of it, pretty thick too.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He really doesn’t have any, he isn’t shy about telling you his fantasies and interests.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He doesn’t really have much experience, i’m sure he’s charmed a couple people into dating him somehow.

But in general, most people are scared of him so he does not get laid.

Except for you, now. ;)

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Picking you up, holding you by the waist, and using you like a sex doll.

He’d also love strapping you into a sex swing, that way his hands can free roam.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Deeply unserious sometimes.

He tries to be a little normal and focus on your pleasure, but he’s also a literal clown.

There’s been times where you looked away briefly, and when you looked back he had that fake glasses & mustache thing on.

Or like one of those rainbow pinwheel hats.

LMAOAOMDO

Sorry i’m trying so hard not to ugly laugh at this.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Black and white, curly.

He styles it to your preference. So if you like a full bush, he’ll keep it. If you like it fully shaved, he will do that.

Our considerate king <3

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Not very romantic, sorry.

It’s a mix of rough and humorous sex.

But he does love to praise you, so that helps.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

I don’t think he does often, it’s just not fun like sex is.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Praise, degrading, dirty talk, oral fixation, facials, biting, voyeur, public sex, roleplay, scratching, size kink, bondage, bdsm, cum eating, cnc, choking, femdom, overstimulation.

Gangbang, he’d happily invite others to fuck you with him if you wanted.

Would absolutely want you to step on him in some high heels.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Anywhere and everywhere. Just name the place and time, it’ll be done.

Maybe prefers his room cause that’s where all his toys and costumes are.

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

Same as Jane, nothing specific, he just get’s horny sometimes.

But also, anytime he thinks about past experiences with you, or randomly starts to daydream about fucking you, he gets horny immediately.

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

I can’t think of much he’d refuse, he’s kinky as fuck.

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

Prefers giving, he’ll use that tongue on you any chance he can get. And considering his tongue is probably as long, or longer, than his dick, he loves fucking you with it.

Too good at it tbh.

He does like to throat fuck you as well.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Starts off slower to get you aroused enough you can take him without any pain. Also does a lot of foreplay.

Slowly gets most fast and rough as the sex goes on.

Expect bruises and scratch marks to appear the next day if he was especially rough.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Doesn’t do quickies unless it’s just oral.

Otherwise, you’ll have to wait until there’s more time. He likes to build it up with teasing and foreplay, quickies don’t leave enough time to really enjoy sex.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Of course. Like i said before, he is down for pretty much everything, and at any place and time.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Very high stamina, he’d go 10 rounds if you asked.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Has every toy you could think of, and he’ll use them on you or himself, whatever you want.

He’s one of those people that has a full on sex room/dungeon.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

The biggest tease ever, he’ll have you crying on your knees, begging him to fuck you. (or until you take control and slut him out)

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Besides talking, he is surprisingly quiet.

Lots of deep growls and grunts, but they’re not very loud at all. Only you would be able to hear him.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Loves using flavored lube and condoms to add some spice to a usually boring product.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Massive. I’m talking like 7.5-8 inches.

Striped like his tongue ;P

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

Pretty high. Once a day, but 2-3 rounds each time.

If your sex drive is lower or higher, he’ll happily accommodate that though.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He doesn’t.

He probably doesn’t even sleep at all.

#creepypasta #x reader #smut #smut alphabet #laughing jack #laughing jack x reader #creepypasta x reader #creepypasta smut

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