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babyjakes · 5 months

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event | kinkmas 2023

prompt | knotting

pairing | alpha!steve rogers x omega!reader

warnings | omegaverse elements: knotting, mating press, breeding (and me not knowing like anything about the omegaverse.) unprotected p in v. clit rubbing. multiple orgasms. overstimulation. crying kink. breeding kink (like fr he wants her pregnant lol.) he comes in her. some brief aftercare. alpha!steve is so hot and powerful it's ruining my life.

word count | 859

an | i've wanted to write something substantial for an omegaverse au for sooo long but i've just been so hesitant to bc i don't feel super well-versed in the genre. shoutout to @starksbabie, ao3, and my google images search for teaching me everything i know about knotting LOL. and @brandycranby for teaching me about the mating press lol. if i got anything wrong, please let me know!!

imagine being alpha!steve's prized omega and mate, being fucked and bred by him during your heat 🤤 (nomad!steve is what comes to mind first, but i've also had a soft spot for endgame look for the longest time, so i'll let you take your pick 😉)

steve's the kind of alpha that doesn't let you lift a single finger (in or out of heat); everything's always done for you because duh!! you're his baby!! this is especially true when it comes to sex during your heat. your only job is to be pleasured and bred. your alpha will do everything for you, no need to worry your pretty little head 💕

thinking about him spreading you out on your back, bringing your bottom up to the edge of the bed so he can stand over you and pound into you as you lay there and take it. he gets you nice and comfy, laying a blanket down beneath you and positioning a pillow under your head to make it easier for you to look up and keep eye contact. of course, he knows you'll spend much of the ordeal with your eyes closed or rolled back in bliss 😏

the number one thing you crave during your heat is the feeling of being filled up, and by now steve's fucked you enough to make you crave being filled by him specifically. he's massive, even for an alpha. long, thick, and unbelievably powerful. because of his overwhelming size and strength, he has to maintain a good balance of fucking you hard enough to satisfy you both, but not too hard to prevent injury

the look on his face as he's ramming into you is a mixture of such pure love and authority. he absolutely talks you through it 😔🙏 you're so overcome with pleasure, he understands it's hard for you to do much talking back

sliding in and out of you at a steady speed, watching as your face is washed over with relief as you finally get what you need. "there you go, honey," smiling as he sees your tummy trembling as it's filled up, "gonna keep fucking this pretty little pussy, just keep being my good girl and taking it. let me give you what you need, doll"

bringing his thumb up to swipe over your quivering clit, always a little eager and impatient with how much he loves to see you come. crooning as you whine and wriggle at the burning feeling he's creating, "i know, baby. i know- so sensitive there, aren't you? look at this pretty little clit. so needy for me"

"nng... n-nnn," he loves the soft, weak little noises you're making. and he loves it even more as they gradually grow louder and more desperate, signaling your building climax

he's working his thumb quicker over your slick button to help keep the pressure rising, "c'mon baby, almost there. you gonna come for me? let's see if we rub a little faster-... oh-" he gasps almost mockingly with a smug smile, praising you heavily as you clench down on his swollen length

and god he could never get tired of seeing you coming. watching as your little face scrunches, your toes curling up in delight, your tummy spasming helplessly as you stammer through a string of angelic, breathy whimpers

"goood, so good for me, baby. keep coming for me, that's it," he draws out his words as you're coming down from your first high. your big, watery eyes and soft little squeaks, paired with having just seen you come, and knowing how sensitive and overstimulated you feel now?? it all makes steve's eyes burn as the heat and primal urges within him rise

it doesn't take long for him to near the edge himself. his large hands come down to manhandle you into position, grabbing under your thighs to force them up, your feet splaying out in the air as he leans himself down over you, his speed and forcefulness bringing tears to your eyes

"gonna come, sweetheart. you want me to fill you up? wanna carry my pups in that pretty little tummy of yours? come on, baby-... shit, that's it-.. f-fuck-"

the feeling of his base rounding out inside you has you crying out weakly, your entire body bracing as you feel the pressure in your core reaching its limit. as the heavy band snaps, your poor, helpless form seizes and spasms beneath your alpha. steve's heavy load shoots into you, the tight mass bulging just inside your entrance locking him inside, forcing you to take what you're given

seconds feel like hours. eventually everything fades to soft tingles as the silence is filled by your and steve's heavy breathing. as soon as he's able, he's shifting so delicately hold you against him, his thick knot still pulsing inside you hard enough to let you feel his heartbeat. "shhh, shhh," he's wiping away the tears that escaped down your cheeks, letting you rest your face in the crook of his neck to breathe in his familiar scent. "i got you, doll. just rest now. close your eyes, i'll take care of you"

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maplesyrupsainz · 5 months

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˖⁺｡˚⋆˙love is never logical | 2023 grid˖⁺｡˚⋆˙

pt3

pairing: 2023 f1 grid x nepo baby y/n prost reader (she/her)

genre: social media au, friends to lovers

warnings: spoiled nepo baby:)) 3rd & final part!! fluffy af probably

summary: in which everyone's favourite nepo baby finally feels ready to share her love story with the world ❤️

a/n: last part tehehe this was so fun to write LOL it feels so silly & ridiculous fr but hope u like it i tried to make it not super obvious who her man is but idk if it worked

request!!!: I would love a smau with reader who’s a nepo baby but is everyone’s fave nepo because she’s just living life aesthetically and the grid loves her and she’s hinting at a soft launch (idrc with which driver)

fc: gracie burns

my masterlist

part 1 • part 2 • part 3

instagram ->

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ynprostupdates an image of daniel ricciardo holding a mystery woman in an embrace from last night has been circulating, rumours saying it was y/n prost. could daniel be the mystery man that y/n has been soft launching on her social medias the past few months?

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normspellsman · 1 year

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I Believe You

pairing: lo’ak x older sister!reader

genre: angstish, fluff, & comfort (from reader to lo’ak)

word count: 1.7k+

warning(s): sad!lo’ak, mentions of jake scolding + punishing lo’ak, lo’ak crying, reader being the best big sis fr, lo’ak is a total big sister boy, cursing, & sibling bonding

request details: here!

taglist: @aonungsmate @dearstell @goodiesinthecloset21 @optimisticblazetrash @thatonegirlwiththebeanie367 @minkyungseokie @liyahsocorro @universal-s1ut @amortencjja @arminsgfloll @blushhpeachh @sweetirilly @iwannahaveaprettyaesthetic @bambisposts-blogs (requested the plot! <3)

word bank: toruk makto — rider of last shadow, tawtute — human; sky person, & tulkun — whale like creature residing in awa’atlu

note: was originally titled “my baby bro” but then i came up with this plot & trashed my original idea bc i felt like i could write this better & actually have motivation to write this :).

Lo’ak is known for getting in trouble. Either his loud mouth or actions, mostly both, got him into scuffles with his parents. This time was no different.

He had bonded with Payakan, a tulkun who was outcasted for something that any other being would do when forced to see their Mother be killed in front of them. In Lo’ak’s eyes, Payakan’s actions were driven by his sadness and were justifiable to a point. He knew how much the creature regretted the lives lost that day. If the same thing were to happen to him, Lo’ak would react the same way.

He felt understood by Payakan. They both had a significant physical difference from the rest of their species, making them feel isolated and alone in the large planet of Pandora. Made them feel judged and ridiculed for being different from the rest.

Not even thirty minutes prior, Lo’ak got chewed out by his Father, scolding him for talking back to the Olo’eyktan and doing something he, yet again, shouldn’t be doing. His Father never failed to make him feel like the black sheep of the family even though they are more alike than he’d hoped. It sucked. It really did. He just wanted people to see him. See all of him, even the messed up and alien parts of him.

One person only came to mind when he thought about people seeing and accepting him for who he is. You.

You were the eldest daughter of the Sully family. The token child. The perfect image of what a Na’vi should look like. The one that carried the burden of being Tsahìk or Olo’eykte one day. The one who, despite all the push back, saw Lo’ak for who he is.

You absolutely adored Lo’ak when you were younger, only being around the age of four when he was born. You refused to let your parents pry him away from your tiny arms when you held him way longer than you should’ve. You loved holding him and talking to him in the baby voice your Father always did to you and your other siblings, gently running a small finger down the flat bridge of his nose. You loved singing him to sleep or rocking him whenever he began to fuss, dropping everything to come and comfort your baby brother. And even though he is all grown up and is ‘too cool’ for your affections, you still give it to him anyway.

Not like the teen boy would ever admit it, but he loves whenever you’d rub his back when he didn’t feel good, rebraid his hair when it outgrew the current braids, hug him a little too long after a scouting mission, and especially when you’d pat the empty side of your mat for him to lay down on, comforting him with your warm embrace as he dozed off into a peaceful slumber. When he was younger, he was much more greedy with your attention and affections, pouting to you whenever you gave Neteyam or Kiri an extra kiss goodnight or fussing when you didn’t say your usual goodbye before heading off to train for the day. Lo’ak was practically attached to your hip throughout his adolescence years, clinging to your leg wherever you went. There was always a different connection you and Lo’ak had compared to your other siblings. It was something special and was hard to explain. You just understood one another, no matter how either of you looked or what you went through.

“What’s wrong, baby bro?” Your voice asked, concern laced in your voice.

Of course you knew what was wrong. You practically heard the whole thing from the other side of the island. It didn’t take long for Tuk to inform you of what happened when you arrived home either, sadness written on her face as she told you the story and how they haven’t seen Lo’ak since then.

You found him minutes after your interaction with Tuktirey. He was sitting on the beach, staring off into the horizon as the waves lazily lapped at his feet, legs brought up to his chest as his chin rested on his scarred knees.

“Nothing,” Lo’ak mumbled, eyes stuck on the eclipsing sun. He refused to look weak in front of others, not wanting to ruin his image as Toruk Makto’s second son, especially if it was someone he looked up to.

You hummed in response, not believing his statement. Lo’ak was unbelievably stubborn, something he got from your Mother. It was a good trait to have at times, but it made it harder to break down the boys walls when they needed breaking. Too stubborn for his own good, you thought, settling yourself next to your brother.

“Sure, and the sky is green,” you replied, smirking at your stupid joke. But Lo’ak only rolled his eyes and huffed your way, bringing his knees closer to his chest.

You always tried to crack a joke or two to make him feel better. It worked at times, usually when he was younger. You hadn’t tried this method in a while, too caught up with running away from your home clan and trying to fit into the Metkayina’s way of life. You hadn’t been able to comfort Lo’ak the past times he got scolded by your Father. Something that you felt sorry for and regretted. You were the eldest Sully child. You felt the need to comfort all of your siblings whenever they needed it. You felt awful for not being there for your youngest brother when he desperately needed it.

“I think what you did back there was stupid,” you started, your words causing Lo’ak’s ears to pin themselves to the sides of his head, “Talking back to the Olo’eyktan was really stupid. Especially in front of the Tsahìk. I mean, she scares the absolute shit out of me.”.

Your words seemed to have an effect on Lo’ak as you heard a small sniffle come from him, signaling that he was going to cry or already was. Your heart dropped at that fact, urging yourself to finish your thoughts.

“But, I think it was also brave,” you add on, turning your head to face Lo’ak, watching his reactions, “I don’t think I could ever do what you did. I’d probably shit my pants before speaking to Tonowari like that. You truly have bigger balls than me, little brother. I also think that it was sick that you bonded with a tulkun. I mean, that’s gotta be like, a record or something! First Omatikaya to ever bond with a tulkun.”.

And before Lo’ak could even utter a word, you wrapped up your thoughts with a final, “Has a nice ring to it: Lo’ak, the Tulkun Rider.”.

Fat tears run down the expanse of Lo’ak’s cheeks, rolling down the skin and onto his neck and chest. He felt so frustrated with his parents and how no one was listening to him about Payakan. How no one cared about what he saw or what he felt when he bonded with the creature. He saw what he saw and felt what he felt. He knew out of any of them the truth about what happened and how much regret Payakan carried around. It wasn’t fair. None of it was.

You gently placed a hand onto your brothers shaking shoulder, bringing him in closer towards your body so he could lean into you. Your four-fingered hand came to grasp his five-fingered hand, thumb rubbing the back of his hand in comfort.

“I’m really sorry that I wasn’t there for you before to comfort you. I should’ve been there for you when you needed me,” you whisper, the hand on his shoulder moving to his head to play with his grown out braids. I’ll have to convince him to let me rebraid them, you thought to yourself, knowing that it won’t take much for him to agree to your request.

“I’m sorry that Dad yelled at you and made you feel the way that you feel. He’s always so harsh on you. It’s not fair,” you added, soothing down his hair as his cries quieted down and softened. “He treats us like soldiers instead of children. He seems to be stuck in his tawtute ways recently,” you continued, shaking your head at the realization.

“For what it’s worth, Lo’ak. I believe you,” you said, causing him to pull away from your figure and to stare up at you in shock.

“You do?” He asked, ears perking back up in interest.

You merely nod, smiling down at your brother, “You’ll have to take me to meet Payakan one day, baby bro.”.

Lo’ak brightly grinned at your words, jumping up to hug you. “You’ll love him, sis! I’ve already told him all about you,” he commented, excitement evident in his voice.

“All good things I hope,” you laugh out, embracing Lo’ak.

Lo’ak only hummed and nodded in response, suddenly tired from all of the crying he did. He reached up a fist to rub his eye, ears flickering back as he did so. You knew he was tired. You could see it all over his face.

“Turn around,” you whispered, gesturing for your brother to turn his body around so his back would be facing you. He obeyed your order, sitting crossed legged as his tail wrapped around his waist and slightly curled at the end, anticipating your next move.

Once you put your fingers in his hair and began to slowly unbraid each braid one by one, a smile creeped onto Lo’ak’s face as he relaxed against your swift and gentle fingers. He missed the times where you would willingly rebraid his hair for him and put beads in his hair that matched the ones in yours. It was nice to have you do something that comforted him when he was child again. It was nice to have you comfort him. It was nice to have you as an older sister.

As time passed and the sky got darker, Neytiri had begun to look for her two missing children, stumbling upon them on the shoreline seated next to each other as they whispered and giggled amongst one another. The Mother of five smiled at the sight before her, heart swelling at the interaction. She knew of the kind of connection you shared, knowing that it ran deep and beyond her understanding as a Mother. She knew that no matter what, you’ll always have each other. Yeah, she thought, he’ll be just fine.

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byhees · 7 months

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seeing you in glasses.

엔하이픈 ・ female reader + word count 700 genre fluff established relationship non-idol au warnings not proof-read kissing skinship petnames — more

a/n. requested!

heeseung would look at you with such adoration, it’d be the cutest thing ever; would gawk at you, as in, full-on ‘you’re so beautiful, and so surreal, and so stunning’ kind of gawking. it’s the feeling where, you’re already so, so pretty, and now? you’re even prettier than he’d last seen you! he’d pull you into the sweetest of hugs, little kisses peppering the surface of your face; “never take these off, m’kay?” that’s not… quite possible, but hey, whatever makes him happy…

jay would shower you in compliments— he finds you so adorable in those glasses; would probably jokingly raise his fingers, numbers swiftly flickering before your eyes— “babe, what number is this?” gosh, he’s lucky he’s so cute; in all seriousness, he’d probably cling onto you for the entirety of the day, complaining about how he hasn’t admired your pretty face enough…

jake would freak. out. but in the best way possible; he’d probably erupt into the loudest, most cacophonous symphony of “oh my god”s, his eyes never tearing away from the pair of glasses perched atop your nose bridge; first instinct is to pull you into a sweet hug, because let’s be real, how can he not when his girlfriend looks so adorable? second instinct is to take a whole bunch of pictures with you, because he just has to capture your pretty face— definitely changes his phone lockscreen to one of them…

sunghoon would be beyond shocked; when you mentioned ‘running some important errands’, he hadn’t expected for you to show up, as pretty as ever, with those cute little frames; would probably lightly pull you by your waist, bringing you close to his body. would definitely tip your chin to meet your eyes, wanting to properly confirm what he’s seeing; would be so in love with the image of you wearing your glasses, to the point where he tries to grasp every opportunity to see you in them—grabs them from the bedside counter, and plops them on your nose bridge after your shower. before you’re able to process anything at all, you’d be sitting between his legs, glasses donned, as he gently dries your hair…

sunoo would be so, so surprised. i mean, that’s his pretty girl over there, wearing glasses! the type to pepper kisses all over your face, soft affirmations slipping past his lips— “you look amazing, my love”, and here you are, melting into a puddle from how sweet his smile is; would ask you, with the most endearingly serious expression ever, if he should get a pair as well, wanting to match with yours. “imagine how cute that’d be! little one, and little two”, he’d suggest, eyes beaming with a pretty twinkle…

jungwon would shamelessly stare at you, mouth slightly agape; even as you’re carrying on with your daily tasks, his gaze always finds some way to linger on you, eyes fully transfixed by how breathtaking you look in glasses; “baby, look me in the eyes and tell me you’re real”, he’d say, eyes glittering with full-blown admiration— you’re ethereal; would go in for a kiss, but pause after remembering the new accessory atop your nose bridge— lightly pushes it up, a small smile tugging on the corners of his lips. “there”, he’d whisper, before leaning close to plant a pretty kiss on your lips…

riki would be so taken aback, but in the most pleasant of ways possible; tries to conceal his little surge of excitement from you, but fails unknowingly due to the curve of his lips— i mean, he can’t help but to smile at the sight of you in glasses! it just comes so naturally; playfully calls you his little nerd, knowing fully well that he’s crumbling and melting at the way you glare up at him, the frames of your glasses emphasising your pretty eyes even more. “uh, it’s alright, i guess”, that’s what he says, but here he is, internally squealing at the way you lean in to press a peck to his cheek, the frames brushing against his skin…

taglist open! @halcyoni-ki @wondipity @yjjungwon @shysakuno @niktwazny303 @vnsux @minhosify @haechansbbg @yeomha @stepout-09-15 @chansburgah @sona-verse01 @lilly-bubblelops @smouches @mrchweeee @luvistqrzzz @nwjws networks! @kflixnet @enhanet @k-labels

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senseichaos · 3 months

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Howdy howdy! I ADORED "You Can't Run. Hell. You Can't Even Hide" The balance between absolute fear, dizzy hypnotic confusion, and wide eyed admiration that the reader character holds for Vox is immaculate! Also them calling him Mister Vox is just Chef's kiss (it is WAY too hard to find xReader fics or even just fics in general where the honorific is Mister (C/N) and I love every one I find). The clothing change moment was probably my favorite, I'll always be a sucker for the representation of being broken and rebuilt in someone's image combined with the gift of pretty clothes. I keep going back to reread the whole story.

I know it's a oneshot, but since your requests are open, I figured I'd shoot my shot and ask if you would make a part two where Mister Vox just wrecks us, preferably sexually. We did leave off on him finding us trying to run away, do we not deserve to be punished for such an offense after all he's done for us? I also would love to see if/how much Vox has to push us to slowly become happy to be his, if that's something he wants (I could imagine having a rowdy unwilling runaway as his possession would get frustrating after awhile and be terrible for his image). There's honestly so much potential for what could happen next, and even though I could stew in my imagination, I would very much love to be at the mercy of your interpretation of the funky TV man a little longer.

That said, take your time, I know you've gotten a huge influx of Hazbin requests, hell I wouldn't be surprised if someone else already requested something similar to what I requested. I also understand if you can't/don't want to fulfill this request for any reason, that's what makes it a request. No matter what, you're an amazing writer and I hope you have a wonderful day!

💙✨

AAAAAAH!! I love you sm! When I saw this request I knew I had to do it at some point! I'm giving you the name 💙 anon from now on so if you request again I know it's you!

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Forever and always

(part 2 to: You can't run. Hell, you can't hide either)

Summary: After that day you attempted to escape from Vox, you had become somewhat accustomed to this new life you are forced to be living. Or you were until Vox gives you your first day off, causing you to find something out that would change how you live forever.

Genre: Smut, Angst, Horror (?)

Warnings: Non-Con, Yandere behavior, Possessive behavior, Sadism, Masochism, Electric shocks, Mind control, Drugging, Love potion, Vox is an asshole, Hurtful language, forced, gilded cage, soul contracts, unprotected sex (DONT), Vox owns reader, dacryphilia, let me know if I missed any!!

(not proof read)

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That day you attempted to escape from your gilded cage you wished to escape again, though vox had managed to continue his control. Even when he tugged you back by your electric leash you felt that horrid sinking feeling. This was it. For the rest of eternity as you know it Vox has you. He owns you, your soul, your body, your life; or well, lack thereof. You couldn't run from him no matter what you did, he practically controls the pride ring, keeping you tethered there like a puppy on a leash is simple to him. He has eyes everywhere. You cannot hide anywhere.

Recently Mister Vox has become a lot more... Touchy. Those fleeting touches of his fingers against your back, poking against your chin, pressing into your neck, swiping against your bottom, touching against your bosom. There is an odd burning feeling to it, you don't want to enjoy Mister Vox touching you in such ways, you don't want to enjoy it when he sucks his teeth at you or licks his tongue against his gums. But you do. You can't quench that desire. Especially when he'd moved you into his room from your apartment building. He hadn't made you share a bed with him, thank Lucifer, but he had made you sleep near enough to him that you can tell when he's.. pleasuring himself. Almost as if he wants you to hear him.

You and Mister Vox have never been better, besides from such hurdles. You stay obedient no matter how badly you wish to escape his arms. To cut all of his tight bounds on your body and run away. You'd figure out how, one day, you would.

"Good morning my dear! Did you have a gratifying sleep?" This is how most mornings go, Mister Vox will wake you with a poke if your side and a coffee in hand, already fully dressed and done up. You've always considered yourself a light sleeper, so you never know how he manages to make you a coffee every morning without so much as stirring you awake. You smile, nodding softly as you pry your eyes from his two dimensional face.

"Thank you Mister Vox, uhm.. did you have a good sleep as well?" You ask, taking a sip of the perfectly made coffee. Vox smiles, nodding as he takes a seat on the side of your bed.

"Of course, my dear. So, I know you have been working very hard recently... So I've decided to give you the day off!" Mister Vox declares, outstretching his hands as he gives you a manic smile. A day off? Why? This has to be a test. he's just going to leave you.. alone? For a whole day? This has to be fake, a joke, a flook.

"Oh my dear don't look so surprised! You've been a very good girl recently so I thought you deserved a day off," Mister Vox pauses, looking up at the roof for a second before peering back at you. "Now don't think this means we don't have rules, you are to stay in here for the day. If you want to go shopping I have to accompany you, alright? But I do have an appointment in an hour so it won't be for long,"

"Remember, I have eyes everywhere.."

You laugh awkwardly, shrinking into your own figure.

"I know Mister Vox.. I wouldn't forget," You can't stop that sorrow from entering your voice, but quickly you put on that mask of a smile once again. Mister Vox clasps his hands together, that red dripping from his maw again. "Great! Now I'll see you soon, be a good girl for me, hm?" He says, ruffling your hair atop your head with a condescending gaze.

"Yes Mister Vox," you reply simply, watching as he disappears in Into a blue line of electricity, shooting into the camera.

Fuck. Now what?

You can't remember the last time you were given this type of freedom, even if it wasn't a lot of freedom. Often you were tethered to Vox's side. Everyone in the building knows that you belong to Vox. Everyone outside of the building probably knows this, too.

There's this odd feeling in your stomach, this odd feeling as if you were floating. It happened every time you drank your morning coffee, but you'd always assumed it was just that feeling of awakening from slumber. But today, oh today it is stronger than ever before. It's as if you can feel every nerve in your body be rewired, every single hair on your body stand on end. Every sensation is doubled.

What the fuck was in this coffee? What is this euphoria? What is this yearning.. this yearning for Vox? You suddenly wish he was here, with you, holding you, calling you his good girl.. m

Shaking your head to rid yourself of such thoughts, you stand from your bed, fixing the large blue shirt you wear (that vox often asks you to wear when you sleep) as you walk to the kitchen.

The kitchen in Mister Vox's room is a large area just off to the side of his desk space, lined with many kitchen appliances and red cabinets. You are determined to figure out what he's putting in your coffee, what's making you feel so emotional. Needy. Awful. You scan the room, finding the coffee machine in the corner of the room with a couple bags next to it. Coffee, sugar, creamer... Nothing suspicious yet, it seems. Crouching down, you look open the cabinets beneath the coffee machine. Looking through the half full area.

Then you saw it, a small vial hidden behind a spare bag of creamer labeled 'Valentino and Velvette: Love potion'.

Terror shoots through you, causing you to drop the vial to the floor. It shatters everywhere, leaving the pink liquid to seep into the tiles below. He's drugging you. All this time, you feeling this want for him, burning at his touch, listening to him as he jerks himself off late at night. You wanting him to do things to you. It's all part of his plan to make you his, completely. To make you want to be his.

Burning tears fall down your cheeks, humoring you as you stand on shaky legs from the tile. What do you do? Now more than ever you want an out, a loophole, a way to take your soul back from his greedy claws. Anxiety, terror, hurt, worry, pain.

You want to prevent yourself from doing anything drastic, you really do. But all you can feel is this pain, this pain as you run on your feet to the balcony door. Trying your hardest to pry open the doors as they rattle loudly, shaking them, pulling them, pushing them. This evil man can't keep you here for any longer. You'd do anything to leave, ruin yourself for him, do something awful, make yourself less attractive to him.

Nausea. Headache. Your knees buckle as an electric blue overtakes your vision. What is this? You can't breathe, Vox. Vox. Help. Your head clouds, words fill your brain and you feel yourself being wrapped up by sharp claws. You can't scream. Help me. Please.

"You really think it's that easy?" Mister Vox.

"I can't believe I trusted you alone, even for a minute. After all I've done for you, as well. After I gave you a life some would dream for. Stupid girl." He sounds mad, horridly mad. Regretful. Throbbing takes over your body as sound waves film your ears. You can feel him lift you into his arms, placing you down onto a soft surface harshly.

"How am I supposed to make you understand this? You're mine,"

Your vision slowly comes back, until all you can see is him as he stares at you from above. His eyes are dark, domineering, needing. He's ready to take. What is he doing? All you can feel is his claw as it travels up your middle, between the valley of your breasts, stopping at the middle of your neck.

"Now, my dear? Are you going to let me teach you a lesson? For being such a brat?" You gasp, feeling his hand as it circles around your neck, effectively taking some air from your lungs. You shake your head, attempting to move your heavy legs from him with wet teary eyes.

"Nonono! Get off, please, get off!" You cry, writhing in his grasp. He sighs, rolling his eyes as he clicks his fingers. Suddenly a pulse of electricity goes through you, causing a shock to blur your eyes and pull a scream from you.

"Every time you try anything I'm shocking you, Dove. Don't try to escape from me, it's not going to work," he grins, laughing at your frightened teary eyes. "I can do whatever I want to you, my dear! I fucking own you!!" He growls, using his hand that isn't around your neck to push your thighs to your chest, revealing your bare pussy from beneath your oversized shirt.

"No please.. I'll do anything..?"

"Oh I'm sorry dear, but this is what I want more than anything right now.. maybe you should have thought of this before making such a racket and alerting everyone in the building, hm?" He says, dragging his clawed finger through your building wetness. He finally takes his hand from your neck, instead using it to keep your thighs in place as he pinches your clit between his sharp claws.

"Ah! Mister Vox.. hurts..!" You wail, wiping your tears from your eyes as he continues to abuse your sensitive bud between his fingers. He chuckles looking up at you as you gasp in pain.

"Hah! Wail all you want, dear, no one can save you." Vox guffaws, finally taking his claws from your clit. Only to plunge them into your aching hole without warning. You moan out, feeling the sharpness of them inside of you as he curls his fingers into your g-spot.

Mister Vox revels in your wails of pain and pleasure, fucking you with his clawed fingers harsh and fast. His claws are surely are scratching you from the Inside, he can tell by the way your hands tremble and clasp over your lips.

You can't help but feel good. This masochism of yours that forces it's way into you. Every scratch of his fingers inside of you just makes you want to cum. You can't give him that satisfaction, you can't let him know that you are enjoying every second of his claws thrusting inside of you. This is awful. You hate it. You hate that you love it.

"Is my little dove enjoying this? Awe.. to scared to admit you fucking love this?" Vox laughs sadistically, giving you an extremely harsh thrust of his fingers into your g-spot. You squeal, vision going white for a moment as his fingers go at this manic speed. You feel your orgasm build, wishing to break through the walls and release. But you can't let it, you won't let him have that. You'll never let him have that feeling knowing he's won.

"If you don't cum I'll fucking ruin you, dove."

You gasp and choke on saliva, clawing on the bedsheets below as he forces you to orgasm. There's no getting out. He knows that you are trying not to cum. And he won't let it happen.

"Yes.. Mister Vox.." you say softly, hole clenching around his fingers as your orgasm crashes over you in waves. Vox makes sure to drag it out, giving you slow rhythmic thrusts of his fingers to watch your body contract and writhe with pleasure.

"Good dove, listening to commands for me," He says softly, stroking the side of your cheek as he kneels between your legs. You want to pull away, but once again that burning and yearning feeling fills you. That stupid potion had an effect, and you can tell. From the way you feel a dizzy want when he looks at you to the wetness that continues to build between your thighs.

"Now, I'm going to fuck you so hard.." He laughs so himself, smiling crazily as he presses his hand to his face. "I'm gonna fuck you SO FUCKING hard, you won't even remember who I am anymore! How does that sound, my little slut?" Your lower lip wobbles as more tears threaten to fall from your eyes.

"Awful.." you whisper.

Another strong electric shock goes through you, causing you to scream out Mister Vox's name in pain as your body is left shaking and aching.

From the corner of your eye, you see Vox unzipping his fly.

"Wrong answer! Haha! Wrong fucking answer stupid slut," He growls, pressing the tip of his cock to your hole without a care. There something wrong with him, he's acting more crazy than ever before. He's getting off on your fear, getting off on your pain, getting off on knowing you can't do anything but be his.

With a loud slap, Vox sinks his entire length into you. You scream, clutching onto the bedsheets for dear life as he looms over you. He doesn't even give you a moment to let you rest, immediately setting a ruthless pace with his hips into yours. Every thrust causes your vision to go spotty with the pure force he drives his hips with, groaning with every thrust as he stares completely into your face as it scrunches in a pleasurable pain.

"S'too much! M-Mister vox It hurts!" You cry, reaching out to press your hands against his shoulders, clawing into his coat. You don't even care anymore, you want at least a small bit of comfort from these strong unforgiving thrusts. Vox chuckles at this, leaning down closer so he can capture your lips in a (forced) yet passionate kiss.

His long electric blue tongue immediately finds its way into your gob, passionately fornicating it against your own as his thrusts send you into a sort of floaty state. Vox maps the entirety of your mouth, tasting every crevice of you from your lips to the back of your throat. He thrusts almost ravenously like a dog, tip of his cock sometimes painfully pressing against your cervix.

Pulling away, Mister Vox looks Into your eyes, revelling in the way you claw at his back. You whimper and moan loudly, eyes fluttering closed as a tear falls down your cheek. He kisses it away, looking up at your closed eyes with a grin.

"Open your eyes, dove. Look at me while I fuck you." You cry out, opening your eyes for him so you can see him look at you with pleasure.

"Y-yes Mister- Ah! Vox.."

He chuckles, thrusting into you extremely hard. You can see the bulge of his cock in your stomach, poking against your skin in such a way you almost want to touch it.

"I'd fucking breed you if I could, fill your filthy cunt with all my little babies so then you can't even dream of leaving.. but I can imagine," Vox rambles, taking your cheek into his hand so he can look at you longingly- and almost affectionately. If it weren't for the position you're in you'd almost be enjoying this moment.

"Mister Vox!" You cry, back arching as your orgasm begins to prod at your stomach.

"Hm?" He asks, grunting as he thrusts into you.

"Can I cum? Please! Please please please.." You beg, legs quivering wildly. Vox chuckles, giving you an adoring look as you bite your lower lip.

"Awe look at you! Asking Mister Vox to cum and everything.." Vox begins, biting his lip as you sputter on a moan. "Of course you can, dove. Let go so I can fuck my cum into you.."

You scream his name when you cum, digging your nails so hard into his back you're sure his coat has tears in it.

You'd given up. Well and truly. You wouldn't admit it. But you've finally accepted it. You belong to Mister Vox. Forever and always.

Forever and Always.

Vox gives you one last thrust, emptying his cum into you with a moan from his own lips. Eyebrows furrowed in pleasure, Vox drags out his orgasm by serving you a few more small quick thrusts, making sure every last drop is inside of you.

But when he has, he doesn't pull out.

"Mister Vox.. pull out.." you whimper, wiggling your hips against him.

"Haha! As if. I said i'd fuck my cum into you, didn't I? I haven't done that yet.. okay?" He asks, stroking a hand through your hair.

"Yes Mister Vox."

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°˖ ⊹ ꒰ YT22 ꒱ REAL OR NO? ─ YUKI TSUNODA

... (PART TWO)

YUKI TSUNODA x f!japanese!kpop idol!reader

⌗︙・ summary — you’ve known yuki tsunoda all your life, but the world doesn’t know that. so when your relationship is accidentally called into the spotlight, fans understandably freak out – after all, who thought that these two worlds would collide?

genre — social media au, fc: sakura from le sserafim

notes — part two is here!!! the tumblr 30 or wtv image limit is so annoying, it's the whole reason why i had to split the fic over two parts 😭 the link to part one is here if you haven't read it! hope u enjoy xx

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Hii can i request childe thoma and diluc with an s/o that has trouble communicating? Like s/o didnt have a good childhood growing up. So whenever they want to say "i love you" they do it through actions like giving gifts and hugs. Sorry if this was long! Have a nice day :)

hi friend! hopefully this was something along the lines of what you were looking for! (i tried lol)

"another day"

childe, thoma, diluc (seperate) x gn!reader

genre: fluff (??)

word count: 1k

tags: all characters are in a LTR with the reader, childe being serious (ikr what the heck), lowkey husband material thoma, diluc can't communicate fr but he tries

tw/cw: one mention of injury i think, talking about feelings, love languages, copious volumes of physical touch (sfw bc THIS IS NOT A HORNY BLOG)

a/n: i hope this is acceptable. also sorry i haven't posted in a hot minute, school is getting on my shit rn :((((( (it was very hard to find a name for this)

childe has always been able to tell that your love language was not words of affirmation. at first in your relationship, he felt a little weird about it, and constantly told you that you could talk to him if you needed to. he didn’t feel that you were hiding anything from him, more just thinking that you felt you couldn’t tell him things because of how often he was at work. childe is not the most serious person in the world, but he definitely wants to know how you’re feeling at the times when he isn’t joking around so much.

after he asks you about it, and you give a brief explanation of your feelings towards him, and perhaps why things are the way they are, he will slowly get better at reading you based on your actions. He finds acts of service absolutely endearing, like when he’s going to make his lunch for the following day at the bank, only to find you’ve already packed it for him, or when he’s sustained a small injury in battle and you tend to him.

he will come home from work early one day (he got sent home bc he kept daydreaming about you), only to find you arranging a bouquet of flowers for him. ribbons and greenery and flowers and a vase laid out on the living room floor, and you carefully putting each flower in place like it was the most delicate craft known to man, so concentrated that you didn’t hear him come in. he knocks gently on the door upon entering, as to not startle you…

“baby? what’s all this?”

“oh, nothing…”

“are these for me? how sweet!”

“no! i mean yes? i mean- i thought maybe-... do you not like them?”

“i love them, and i love you!”

he gently grabs your wrist to get you up from the floor, pulling you right into his arms and placing a gentle kiss on the top of your head.

thoma is very socially aware (?). since he spends so much time around people, he can easily tell how they’re feeling and what they're thinking, which is a skill he doesn’t really even notice himself having, or one that he notices himself using on you. he knows what you’re thinking sometimes before you even do! he realises that sometimes people need space to understand themselves and is more than happy to give that to you, and understands if you don’t give him words of affirmation. he’s pretty secure in his image of himself, so it’s easy for him to understand if you express your love in a different manner.

thoma is someone who has a LOT of love to give, but is so busy sometimes that when he has a super packed schedule for the day, he will condense all that care and compassion into a short space of time, be it the morning, when you’re eating together, or when you’re laying together in bed, slowly falling asleep. if you fall asleep before him, he will wrap his arms around you, and whisper about how he loves you before falling asleep himself.

he totally giggles when you’re cuddling him and touching or poking at his cheeks out of boredom, or running your hands through his hair. will just start cackling and not be able to stop, and suddenly you’ve both succumbed to laughter and are just melting in each others arms.

he has a routine of cooking dinner for you at least 3 times a week, and despite the fact that you tell him you will help he will insist that you don’t lift a finger. so you will sit on the bench in the kitchen and adore him. he’ll literally be rinsing rice and then turn back around and you suddenly hug him.

“so anyway i was thinking, if i cook the broth just a little bit le- oh? hello there. what’s this, hm? let me set this pot down first, sweetie.”

diluc has never been in a relationship before you, so at first he doesn’t notice the fact that you face difficulty with expressing your feelings towards him. he understands very well how you feel about him from the way you act, and hopes you notice his feelings towards you too. he doesn’t really like the idea of couples being all in each others faces too much, he honestly thinks its a little cringe and over the top. it's all about the little things with diluc, he's a simple man.

understands that you love him when you brush his hair for him, or put your arms around his waist when he gets home in the evening. he knows that this is how you express your affection for him, and he trusts you enough to let you do these things, whereas he would never let anyone else do this.

he’s not a very poetic person, so he finds it a little hard to find the words to explain how he feels about you. he will instead settle for small gestures to show his appreciation for you, and hopes you know how much you mean to him.

he knows how important communication is though, so despite the fact he knows you both might have problems with it, he tries his best to make sure you know how he feels about you. eventually he will probably approach you, speaking in a low, gentle tone in an attempt to initiate a very loving conversation about how you both feel. he doesn’t want to make you uncomfortable, and wants you to feel safe, so if you don’t want to talk about it he will give you a hug, assure you that it’s completely okay and say it can wait for another day.

#childe fluff #tartaglia x reader #tartaglia fluff #childe x reader #thoma #thoma x reader #thoma fluff #thoma x you #diluc x reader #diluc fluff #dilucatdeeznuts #diluc x you #genshin headcanons #genshin x reader #genshin fluff #gosh this is so many tags

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himeryu · 1 year

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– Moth To A Flame (Scara x Reader)

PAIRING Scaramouche x Fem!Reader (ft. Zhongli)

GENRE social media au, senior high school au

SYNOPSIS Despite doing everything to earn his affection—becoming the student council vice president and a perfect role model student at the cost of hiding your true personality—you were officially rejected by the student council president, Zhongli. You decided that you need a distraction. So why not become the club manager of your childhood ex-best-friend’s band who abandoned you?

TAGS attempt in comedy, fluff, angst, drama, jealousy, implied sexual content (no smut)

WARNINGS might be ooc, unrealistic depiction of high school and school bands, all images used are just pose references NOT a depiction of reader, not everyone in the fic are 18+ HOWEVER most of them are, cw images of cats, kys/kms jokes

STATUS might start this after Love Rivalry ends (depending on my choice)

profiles: favored student council | emo band | main student council

prologue. lying angel (🪁)

ACT I – like a moth to a flame

01. all because for a man

02. bet on your love life

03. apologies through call (🪁)

04. mr. perfectly fine

05. aftermath

06. i hate you

07. wtb lf manager

08. it's me

09. scammer? no, scammed.

10. he remembered

— bonus. childhood with you (🪁)

ACT II – and you’ll leave him, you’re loyal to me

– to be added

note: the weeknd inspired me this fr

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Pretty Little Baby - Min Yoongi

Words: 3.9k

Genre: smut/fluff

Warnings: virgin!reader, slight dom!yoongi, fingering, penetrative sex, cum eating, Yoongi is whipped fr his gf, cursing, female genitalia is used (if there are any more, please let me know)

“What?” Yoongi looked at you with eyes as wide as saucers, his mouth positioned into an ‘O’. “But you’re so hot.”

“Oh wow, thank you Yoongi.” Your voice was thick with sarcasm. You were certain that it was the right time to tell Yoongi, but apparently not. You leaned back against the headboard, crossing your arms in annoyance.

“No, I just meant-”

“Just because I’m ‘hot’,” You put air quotes around that word, finding your usually poetic boyfriend’s choice of words amusing, “That doesn't mean I have to have sex with anyone who offers.” Yoongi blushed, feeling bad about his sudden outburst.

The fact that you were a virgin just came as a surprise to him, that's all. He really didn't mean to make you feel bad about anything, but it appears it was too late for that, the frown on your face letting him know that he’d said something wrong.

“That’s not what I meant, baby,” His hand shot forwards to grab yours, trying his hardest to comfort you. He hated making you sad. “It just came as a surprise, that's all. I didn't think you’d still be a…” The frown on your face became bigger as he approached the word ‘virgin’. It seemed as though he was just digging a deeper and deeper hole for himself.

“We’ve been dating for over a year, now, and I’ve never once had sex with you,” The laugh that came out of your mouth was a way of trying to mask your sadness at the whole situation. In a strange way, you felt a little guilty, like you should’ve been more willing to give yourself to your boyfriend, but you just weren't ready. Until now, that is. “How did you not realise?”

“I just assumed you weren't ready to have it with me.” You weren’t ready to have it with anyone, not just your boyfriend. For a while, you just assumed you were asexual, something else that you felt guilty for not telling Yoongi about.

Then things changed. Your relationship with Yoongi was moving quicker than any other relationship, your trust and love for him growing at an exponential rate. It wasn’t until you’d fallen head over heels for him that you realised just how much you wanted him. You didn't understand what the feeling was at first, never having felt it before. It came and went, getting especially strong when you were in close proximity to your boyfriend. It was a dull ache in the pit of your stomach, going down into your core. It felt warm, a little wet too, and your clitoris would throb, desperately begging you for something.

Usually, you’d just spend the evening at your own home with your hand between your legs, crying out your boyfriend’s name into your otherwise silent room. Your mind would be full of images of him working out, or stepping out of the shower, but sometimes it just wasn't enough. The real thing would’ve been so much better, his slender fingers working away at your cunt in a way that you simply couldn't yourself. His smooth voice would tease you, spitting nasty words into your ear as he drew you closer and closer to the edge.

Everything got harder to manage when he asked you to move in with him. You’d be lying if you said you weren't absolutely thrilled at his proposition, excited for your growing relationship, but there was just something in the back of your mind that you couldn't escape. How were you going to deal with your little problem if you’d no longer be alone at night? You could no longer spend hours at a time pleasuring yourself to the thought of him; not when he was sleeping right next to you.

Soon it became too much. You hadn’t touched yourself in weeks and the dull throbbing between your legs just wouldn't go away. And now you were living with Yoongi, there was no escape from him. Everything he did turned you on, somehow, no matter how small. The way his fingers held his coffee mug in the morning, fiddling with the handle so gently, the tendons in the back of his hand shifting with each finger movement. The way his tongue darted out of his mouth to soothe his dry lips leaving a trail of saliva in its wake. You couldn’t take it anymore; you needed a solution.

“Well I wasn’t, but…” You fumbled over your words, feeling a little embarrassed about what you were about to tell him. His hand squeezed yours, urging you to carry on. You absolutely loved how understanding he was. “I want you to fuck me.”

He didn't say a word, too in shock to say anything. Usually, you were so innocent with your words, blushing whenever Yoongi even dared to curse in front of you. He wasn’t even sure if he’d ever heard your pretty little mouth say ‘damn’ before, let alone ‘fuck’. He couldn't lie, though, it turned him on, the feeling of his dick now pressing against the fabric of his pants making him hold back a groan.

“You want me to fuck you?” You nodded slowly, feeling nervous under his gaze. He let out a snort, laughing at your shyness despite your previous choice of words, “You want me to take your virginity? Make you feel good?” The way you looked down, avoiding his eyes made him want to let out a laugh. God, you were so cute, so innocent, and you wanted him to take it all away. You wanted him to ruin you…

“Talk, baby,” He let go of your hand, using it to grab your chin instead. He positioned your head, making sure that you were looking him right in the eyes. He wanted to watch the innocence drain from your eyes as he teased you. He wanted to see you grow nervous under his glare. They say that the eyes are the windows to the soul, and Yoongi wanted to peek at yours. “Tell me what you want from me.”

The whimper that left your mouth was nothing short of pathetic. It was music to Yoongi’s ears, drawing him in. He wanted to hear more, wanted to know what you sounded like when you were in an unbearable amount of pleasure. To make those sounds come out of you would be a dream come true.

“I-I want,” He hummed in response, the shyness in your tone going straight to his member. The look on his face urged you to continue, his eyes burrowing into yours, begging you to let him have you. “I want you to make me feel good, Yoongi.” That was his cue.

He burst forward, closing the gap between the two of you. The kiss was rushed, animalistic almost, not that you minded. This was exactly what you had in mind when you imagined him all those times. Teeth against teeth, tongues pushing against one another as Yoongi forces you to submit to him. You wanted to be used by him.

You felt messy as he groaned into your mouth, a mixture of your two salivas collecting at the corner of your mouth, ready to drip down your chin at any second. His hand had your hair in a tight hold, keeping you pressed up against him. There was no escape, not that you wanted there to be.

“God, I love you,” He whispered as he pulled away. He didn't go far, leaning his forehead against yours, staring down at your abused lips. The sight made him want to know how they’d look around his dick. That was for another day, though. Tonight was all about you. “Do you know just how long I’ve wanted this for, baby?” You shook your head against his, not trusting yourself to open your mouth. “Come here, baby. Feel how hard I am.”

You ran your hand down his clothed torso, taking all the time in the world to feel the muscles that sat behind the thin material of his t-shirt. You’d felt it before, but never in this context, and never had it made you this aroused. You could feel just how wet you were, your juices lubricating your thighs as you rubbed them together, desperate for the tiniest bit of stimulation.

Finally, you reached your destination, your hand resting lightly over Yoongi’s bulge. The feeling of it resting against your hand made you let out a whine. It was big, thick. Honestly, you weren’t sure how it was meant to fit inside of you, your hole only having experience with your two fingers.

“You don't have to be so gentle.” He spoke with a chuckle, watching as you tried to conceal yet another moan. You looked so small sitting there, despite the fact that you almost matched him in height. It made him feel like you were under his control, listening to his every command and following them with ease. The thought alone made his dick twitch, causing a small gasp to come from your mouth as you felt it under your hand.

You still refused to put any more pressure on his bulge, scared that you may hurt him if you held him too tightly. The last thing you wanted to do was ruin the atmosphere. Yoongi had other ideas though. He let his hand rest on your shoulder, trailing his fingers down your arm slowly. The sensation sent tingles through your body. You shuddered at the feeling.

Once Yoongi’s hand was where he wanted it to be, right on top of yours, he squeezed. Your smaller hand tightened around him, making him let out a groan. Involuntarily, he bucked his hips up, forcing his member up into your hand even more. He could’ve cum right there, the feeling of something other than his own hand being almost too much for him to handle. It took him a moment to remember it was your night, pulling your hand off of himself and stopping his impending orgasm from happening.

“You’re so good, baby,” His voice was barely above a whisper, but it was deep. Much more than it usually was. The lust that ran through his body seemed to make his voice drop an octave. It didn't help the wetness between your legs, the need to have him touch you only growing as he spoke. “Such a good little baby, all for me.”

His words were making everything so much harder to cope with. You needed him inside of you, now. If you had to wait for much longer, you were sure you’d go insane.

“Yoongi!” You cried out, pushing your chest forward into his. Your pyjamas didn’t offer much of a barrier for you, your hardened nipples rubbing against his chest.

“Yes?” Humour was laced through his voice. No matter how much you wanted him, you couldn't deny that sometimes, he was extremely annoying. He knew what you wanted, and yet he still had the audacity to make you say it.

“Touch me, already.” You grabbed at his hand, desperately trying to manoeuvre it towards your core. He had none of it, though, pulling his hand away harshly.

“I thought you were going to be good for me?” He did his best to sound hurt as if your desperation had offended him in some way. “If you were good, you’d say please.” His tone was harsh, his words almost coming out in a growl. As infuriating as he was being, you could help but let your eyes flicker closed, the arousal becoming too much for you.

“Please.” You sounded as if you were on the verge of tears, and honesty, you were. Your pussy was aching to the point where it was almost painful. At this point, you were one step away from locking yourself in the bathroom and using the showerhead. At least then you wouldn't have to wait.

He didn't say another word, instead, letting his hand fall to where you wanted him most. His touch was gentle at first, barely brushing against your clit above your pyjama bottoms. It didn’t matter though, your body jumping no matter how light or brief the touch was. It was the first stimulation you'd had other than your own hands and it was a blessing.

There was something that felt so different about someone else touching you and yet it was all so familiar. The shock of electricity that coursed through your body, stopping your brain from thinking for a brief moment, yet you weren't the one in control. You were giving everything up, letting Yoongi hold the reigns for you, tugging on them in ways different to how you would yourself, leading you in a completely different direction.

Finally, he let his hand slip underneath the fabric, guiding it down lower and lower until it came into contact with your bare pussy. His eyes shot up to meet yours, surprise laced through his expression.

“No underwear?” He smirked, pushing his fingertips against your sensitive bus, rubbing slow circles against it. “Looks like my good little baby isn't so good after all.” You could hear how wet you were, squelching sounds ringing throughout the room. “Fucking nasty.” He grunted, speeding up the movement of his fingers against you.

You cried out, your first orgasm of the night quickly approaching. Your body was twitching, thighs shaking as you let your bodyweight topple into Yoongi. His spare arm wrapped around your waist, keeping you in place as he worked. A mixture of gentle praises and degrading comments were whispered into your ear, working perfectly against each other to bring you closer and closer to your release.

“You look so pretty like that,” He spat into your ear as he pushed one of the fingers into you, shifting his hand so that he could penetrate you, his thumb continuing to work on your clit. “So pretty letting me ruin you like this. I can't believe you’re letting me corrupt you, finally.” He grinned against your neck, gently nipping at your skin with his canines.

His finger moved inside of you, feeling just how tight you were. He wasn’t sure how he’d be able to fit himself inside of you, but he was sure he’d find a way. Especially since you seemed to be so needy for him.

Suddenly, you tightened around him, a loud moan coming from you as you came. Chants of ‘my good baby,’ left your boyfriend's mouth, praising you. Nothing could've boosted his ego more than this, being the only person, other than yourself, to ever make you cum. He was never going to let you forget that he was your first, and so far, your only.

“What do you want now baby?” He let you catch your breath before asking you. His hand gently brushed your hair out of your face, making sure it couldn't stick to the layer of sweat that sat on your face. You always looked gorgeous to him, but nothing could compare to how you looked now. Besides, it was him that made you look like that. “You want my dick, yeah? Want me to fuck you?” You nodded at him, your body setting alight once more at his words. “Words, baby.”

“Fuck yes.”

He sprung into action, retrieving his hand from your pyjama pants and lifting his wet fingers to his mouth. He smirked as his tongue darted out and began to kitten lick his fingers. A groan sounded through the air and he began to suckle on it, pushing it further and further into his mouth. Next time, he’d have to drink it straight from the source. Not today though, he needed to be inside of you.

As he sucked your essence off of his finger, he used his other hand to push you back onto the bed. You watched him with hooded eyes as he pulled your pants down, sighing deeply as he saw your pussy, all wet and ready for him. It was perfect. The way it glistened pulled him in. He couldn't take his eye off of your hole that twitched around nothing. It was practically begging for him to fill you up, and he was more than happy to listen.

His finger was pulled out of his mouth with a ‘pop’, Yoongi having finished devouring every drop of your cum that sat on his finger. Looking at you, it was obvious that you’d need more preparation before he even attempted to fuck you. You were certainly wet enough for him, but you were still a virgin and you were still the love of his life. If he hurt you in any way, he wasn’t sure he’d be able to take it.

“Just need to make sure you can take me, baby.” His voice was softer than it had been all night. It served as assurance that once he was done, you’d get what you wanted from him. All he had to do first was open you up.

Much like before, he started with one finger, slowly pushing it in and out for a few seconds before adding another. You weren't used to the stretch, his fingers being thicker than your own. The whimper you let out was quickly shushed by him, his other hand rubbing gentle circles into the flesh of your thigh.

Your face was screwed up in pleasure, the initial burning soon melting away into pleasure. You’d never experienced such a feeling before, and it was overwhelming. You let out short sharp breaths, trying to hold back the embarrassingly loud sounds that were on the verge of slipping out. Your resolve soon fell apart when Yoongi began to scissor his fingers, pushing against your walls to open them up. You were sensitive and the feeling of his calloused fingertips pressing into the sensitive muscle made you let out a high pitched squeal.

Never before had you been able to cum from your own fingers alone, but Yoongi seemed to be getting the job done fairly well. He watched as you writhed around, your eyes screwed shut as regular cries of pure satisfaction left your body. He felt the signs of your release once more, but before you could topple over the ledge, he removed his hand. A loud laugh left him as you cried out in frustration, kicking your legs like a child having a tantrum. Adorable.

You soon stopped when his hands moved to the bottom of his shirt, swiftly removing it before moving to the waistband of his bottoms. You’d noticed earlier in the night that he’d had no boxers on underneath. It wasn’t hard when all that separated his dick from the world was a thin piece of grey material. You were still surprised when his member was finally released, slapping lightly against his stomach and leaving a droplet of pearlescent pre-cum to run down the soft flesh of his stomach.

“Like what you see, baby?” Yoongi crawled on top of you. He smiled when he noticed that you couldn't seem to take your eyes off of his dick. He didn't think it was that big, knowing that some of his members were bigger, but the look on your face boosted his ego a little.

“It's bigger than I expected.” You watched as he positioned himself at your entrance, stopping before pushing it in.

“I know, baby,” A kiss was pressed to your temple. “It might hurt a little but that feeling will go, okay?” You nodded your head, needing him inside you. "Still on the pill right?” You hummed in agreement. It was mainly used to regulate your periods but now it had another use, you guessed.

“Good, baby.” And with that, he slid himself into you. It went slowly, going in inch by inch until finally, he was seated deep inside of you. He was right, it did sting a little, but he waited patiently, holding back his own deep grunts. He watched you carefully waiting for you to unscrew your eyes and the grimace to leave your face. When it finally did, he left a quick kiss to your cheek bone. It made him happy to see your pain slip away. “Can I move?”

In response, you bucked your hips up into his, shifting his cock inside of you. As it rubbed against your walls you groaned, relishing the delectable feeling of pleasure that shot through your core. He felt like nothing you’d ever experienced before, and you felt nothing but joy in the fact that Yoongi was the person to make you feel this way.

As per your non-verbal instructions, he began to thrust into you, beautiful sounds leaving him each and every time he bottomed out. You were the same, whimpers and cries coming from you as you gripped onto his shoulders.

Grounding yourself was hard, your head beginning to float up into the clouds as he relentlessly thrust into you over and over again with no break. Occasionally, he changed the pace, first speeding up a little before letting himself stop, moving instead at an excruciatingly slow pace. He was close himself. How could he not be? It was heaven for him to be inside of someone again, and even better was the fact that it was you, his baby.

He wouldn’t come before you though.

He slipped his hand between the two of you, once again moving his fingers against your pussy. Compared to his smooth circles from before, he was much rougher. His hand moved from side to side, fingers flicking against your clitoris at a speed you could never dream of replicating yourself. Wherever he was doing worked, though. You were being pushed towards the edge much faster than before and you werent sure how much longer you could hold on for.

“I can feel it, baby,” He took his earlobe into your mouth, sucking and biting on it. “Let go for me, yeah?”

His words were all it took to push you to orgasm. Your back arched, stomach pressing up to meet his as your thighs shook on either side of him. White was all you saw, your vision slipping away from you as well as your touch on reality. Whatever Yoongi had done to you was the best thing that had ever happened to you, and with that final thought, you came.

It didnt take long for Yoongi to follow suit, his hips stuttering as he let go. Ribbons of cum flowed out of him and into you. It felt warm inside of you; sticky too. He stopped thrusting, letting himself push all the way into you once more whilst he released. Long, low groans left his mouth and finally, he collapsed on top of you.

He could’ve fallen asleep right there and then, but first, he needed to make sure you were okay. He pulled himself out of you, flipping himself over so he was instead lay by your side. A hand lifted up, stroking the side of your face to try and bring you back down to reality. It took a few moments, your head fuzzy, but Yoongi was patient with you, grinning as incoherent mumbles fell from your tongue.

“Hey there, pretty,” A soft voice filled your head as Yoongi began to speak. “I’m sorry if I tired you out a little too much. We just need to do a few things and then you can sleep.” You nodded along with his voice, not really taking in what was being said.

“Come on, baby. I’ll run you a nice warm bath.”

#bts #bts smut #bts scenarios #bts oneshots #bts requests #bangtan #bangtan smut #bangtan seonyandan #min yoongi #suga #yoongi smut #yoongi #min yoongi smut #suga smut #bts oneshot #yoongi oneshot #suga oneshot

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transgenderturnip · 3 months

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time for a meduka meguca otp choice "what it says about you" style roast!

homura and madoka:

basically canon. toxic Yuri staple food. you were weirdgirl aligned at some point, are a weirdgirl, or you really like squishmallows. probably have been on psych meds I'M JUST SAYINGGGG!!! WHY'S EVERYBODY MAD I'M JUST SAYI-

Sayaka and Kyoko:

good taste. question how's your relationship with your parents answer quickly. you like mcr don't you. did you go through a stereotypical weeb phase. don't lie to me have you said kawaii in English conversation. you buy pocky or have bought pocky fairly regularly huh. do you play rhythm games?? you sick fuck???

madoka and Sayaka:

you're so stable while also being a pmmm fan it grosses me out. how does it feel? do you want an anime lesbianism award? get out of my face. you have impeccable taste. you probably have friends, freak. have fun kissing them or whatever (not jealous voice)

Mami and homura:

you like your enemies to lovers as violent as possible huh? I like your taste in drama. homura probably thought about it too. this is telenovela levels of anime girl otp choice. when did you develop a mommy kink? or are you the one who owns fishnets and platform boots. you don't have to pay for hot topic black lipstick it's not good. take my hand. we can go to CVS. we can even go to Sephora.

madoka and Mami:

oh you're a real Yuri fan. you kind of scare me. power couple tbh. they would have been so good in a different less tragic genre. what's your favorite otome game answer quickly I know you have one. did you watch/read nana? or was it magical girl utena that did this to you. you know how to read tarot cards I can smell it.

Sayaka and Mami:

go see a therapist. I love you but you have to talk to someone. you understand the character arcs right? jeez are you okay? do you need a hug? it's gonna be okay. you don't have to be perfect.

kyoko and homura:

holy fuck you're based. so when did you start your gender journey? how many tattoos and/or piercings do you have? do you have a skateboard you don't use or a guitar you don't use I know you have one.

hitomi and Sayaka and/or madoka:

what did they do to you at gay camp. like you're right but why did you choose this. I hope you're doing well. reclaim that cross baby. remember not to bootlick the rich even if they're pretty. you just want everyone to be happy though, and I respect that.

Mami and Kyoko:

you confuse me. but I respect it. I want to dissect your mind. I can't even picture this pairing but they're my two favorite characters. the manga? ... girl go outside.

junko and saotome:

×[I can't find an image of them at the bar, which is an international tragedy. That's fine though I was running out of pictures I can put on this post.]×

you're just based. you're hilarious witty charming and have a huge weenor. however how does it feel to have just picked side character aged up madoka x Sayaka. you need an insane woman bad huh. do you identify as a meow meow? you should make me sick, but I want to hang out with you. good choice.

SPEED ROUND!!; the STRAIGHTS

Sayaka and kyosuke: alright hetero Jessica how did you get here? how's being a cuck for mickey mouse going? don't lie to me I know you're a Disney freak. what happened here? how are you still that into Hamilton at this point?

kyosuke and hitomi: no it isn't. you are lying.

junko and madoka 's dad (I'm not looking up his name he's madoka's dad fr): I have no roast for you. you're right. they're beautiful. you just didn't want to admit your choice is actually madohomu because it's basic sounding though huh

BONUS ROUND

anyone involving magia record: please consume less madoka media. I say this as a freak myself. go outside, I'm begging you. this is worse than reading the manga. you probably did that too. it's okay. take my hand. we can look at the flowers.

anything involving kyubey: one, stop lying. this is less funny than hitomi and kyosuke. two, seek help... okay if it's homura it's a little funny.

anything involving Charlotte / Bebe / Nagisa: go to jail.

#madoka magica #puella magi madoka magica #pmmm #longpost #this took me too long #i got committed to the bit #please don't get mad #half of these are about myself #its just opinion and joak #pretty un- straight dude redditor pmmm fan aligned too #whatever

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bearseulgs · 2 years

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enhypen's reaction to their s/o dressing nicely for an important meeting

gn!reader x ot7

genre: fluff

wc: 1070

warnings: none that i've found !

requested!! tysm

- ͙۪۪̥˚┊❛ Heeseung ❜┊˚ ͙۪۪̥◌

you hadn't informed him of tonight's big meeting at the company that you're interning for 😭

it was a staff only event meant to discuss the details on their new marketing project

so you hadn't deemed it important for him to know

so you can imagine his surprise when you walk out in a new outfit looking expensive af (slay)

"hey honey... do we have a date tonight? did i forget?" he asked, already pulling out his phone to check his calendar

you had to assure him that there was no date and he hadn't forgotten before explaining that you had a meeting to attend

when he calmed down, he didn't say much but his mind was running a mile a minute

a bit jealous that your coworkers get to see you like that but he doesn't 💔

gives u many many kisses before you leave mwah

- ͙۪۪̥˚┊❛ Jay ❜┊˚ ͙۪۪̥◌

your # 1 hype man fr

you told him that your workplace had an opening event tomorrow and that you had a company-wide meeting today to discuss any last many details and go over the plan once more

but OH NO 😱 you didn't know what to wear DUN DUN DUN

lucky for you you have the handsomest most fashionable bf in the whole wide world to help you teehee

so OFC Jay over here raids both your and his closets looking for the perf fit for you bc his angel has to look the prettiest it's just a last minute brief chill

once y'all finally pick out smth for you to wear, you go change and come out and WOAH he must've seen a real angel this time bc you look amazing

he thinks he fell in love all over again 🥹

sends you off to your meeting with the proudest smile on his face bc that's his s/o

- ͙۪۪̥˚┊❛ Jake ❜┊˚ ͙۪۪̥◌

knew about the meeting

you practically had to rely on him to be your calendar bc even when you write things down you forget them 💔 (me too babe dw)

so he understood that you were presenting your new product plan to your boss today

he just didn't understand why you had to do it wearing his favourite outfit of yours 🤨

like excuse you how dare you look so good and walk out that door AWAY FROM HIM

doesn't say anything tho bc you're his pretty lil darling and he loves you ☺️

buys you new accessories while you're at your meeting as a treat for himself 😭

- ͙۪۪̥˚┊❛ Sunghoon ❜┊˚ ͙۪۪̥◌

you actually work at Music Bank woot woot!!

you had recently been promoted to creative directer and you were presenting your first ever ideas for possible sets for upcoming performances (hang with me here idk how mubank staffs work)

and the MCs had to attend bc idk their companies like to see them suffer ig

but they weren't suffering bc you're besties w Wonie and ofc you have your lovely bf Hoon 💞💞💞

Sunghoon didn't actually know that you were giving the presentation so when he walked in on you and Wonyoung chatting he stopped dead in his tracks bc holy cow they're good looking 😳

could not get over the fact that he's dating you

eventually got cocky and started bragging about it to everyone who would listen (read: you and Wonyoung) that he has the prettiest s/o ever aw

- ͙۪۪̥˚┊❛ Sunoo ❜┊˚ ͙۪۪̥◌

you were the CEO's assistant so you had to go with her to all of her important meetings

this time y'all were meeting with a partnering company to discuss product promotions

and you wanted to look your absolute best to give your company a good image!! especially since your boss won't be there today due to her kid having the flu so you had to take over for her ᕙ( •̀ - •́ )ᕗ

you woke up, made breakfast, showered, got dressed, and when you came out all ready Sunoo was sitting down eating brekky

he looked up when you entered and he gasped so big that you were worried he'd choke 😭

nonstop praises from your bf, he had to make sure that you knew your worth

needless to say, you left with a huge smile on your face and feeling more confident than earlier

- ͙۪۪̥˚┊❛ Jungwon ❜┊˚ ͙۪۪̥◌

your job was mostly work from home so you didn't typically dress up much

but the CEO of your location called for a big meeting that everyone needed to attend (i hope y'all know what i mean by your location, like the building you would work at if you weren't working from home)

so you got to dress fancy woo!! :D we love dress up

it was a kind of last minute message though, only 2 days advance, so you didn't really have time to go shopping and had to work with what you had

but that's okay bc you're cute af 😘

on the day of, you spent the morning getting some work done and preparing for this afternoon's meeting

on your way out the door, you passed your boyfriend in the living room and told him you were headed out

"okay- dang"

"what?" you asked, cocking your head, but he said nothing, just looking away to hide his flustered expression

you shrugged and didn't think much of it, heading to your meeting, but you stayed in his thoughts all afternoon

when you got home that evening he made sure to give you all the compliments 🥰

- ͙۪۪̥˚┊❛ Ni-ki ❜┊˚ ͙۪۪̥◌

you have your first ever job interview omg!!!

you spent like two weeks planning your outfit and scripting responses to possible questions lol

but finally the day has come and you were ready to ace this interview!!

you had on a cute set of clothes that you had bought when you and Riki went to the mall w some friends and did your makeup nice and neat and innocent and professional

but you were still nervous ㅠㅠ

so you fted Riki like 5 minutes before you had to leave so much for great planning asking what he thought of your outfit and boy was STUNNED

like,,, speechless

eventually you got worried bc what if he doesn't like your outfit but he doesn't want to hurt your feeling and that's why he isn't saying anything 😣

but that was far from the case

he broke out of his spell after a minute and started praising you nonstop

before you hung up he wished you luck on your interview and kissed the screen 🥰

a/n: omg this was so fun to write bc it's like an idea always in my head, anyways stay stunning babes!! ALSO SORRY THIS SUCKS ㅠㅠ

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lively-potter · 3 months

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— trials of athena ; two

— genre ; enemies to lovers, kinda slow burn, friends to lovers

— warnings ; a hella lot of cursing, some typos ( of course 🙄😬 ), mature themes, smut, athena doesn’t like feelings, fluff, smut, angst, some violence, a teeny bit of blood and gore, JK’s a dick fr

— intro, teaser, part one

— find me on Wattpad ; LivelyPotter

— word count ; 1.5k

— taglist ; @ahgasegotarmy116 @jk97bam

— chapter two ; a continuum of bad choices

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May 21st, 2023 9 PM

"Huh, what made you decide to call after leaving me on fucking open for three hours, bitch?" Sawyer hollered through the phone, making me yelp.

"Ow, you cabbage head! You scared the hell out of me." I whined, pressing my hand to my ear – risking a glare out my window.

Sawyer snickered, "Well, I am naturally terrifying."

"—No, you're not." I retorted dryly, "You act like a kicked puppy most of the time."

My reply had Sawyer huffing and puffing on the other line.

"Fine, I'll let you have that one, cunt."

"Hoe."

"Proud of it!" He swung back, causing me to laugh. My best friend Sawyer never failed to make me laugh when I was pissed, sad, or depressed. "So, what brings you here?"

"A continuum of bad choices and a neighbor that I want to shank." I sighed, throwing myself down on my pillow when Sawyer tutted. "He's such an asshole," I grunted, still thoroughly bothered by the daft beaver nugget next door.

"Spill." Sawyer ordered brightly – he, like my mom (and me) loved to hear all the latest gossip. With a sigh, I told him every little detail of this morning, and I definitely didn't forget to add the part where the mothereffer was half naked.

"Soooo....lemme get this straight; this dude – although fine as fuck and looked like he was created specially in God's image – was rude and slammed the door in your face?"

"Yep," I giggled, sounds about right. "and I can't forget to add that the bastard's bedroom is across from mine." I spoke suddenly, remembering I saw that bitch next door making his bed up. Gosh, I needed to stop spying out my window...until he got curtains, of course.

"At least you have the privacy film on your windows at home." Sawyer chuckled, "maybe you'll get lucky and see his dick next time."

My face flushed heavily, "Ew! Ohmygod! Sawyer, you nasty little bitch." I squealed out a loud giggle, wishing more than anything he was back in the states.

Sawyer left a month ago with Raven (one of his dads) to Russia for father/son bonding. I missed him desperately – but apparently, he'll be back home soon.

Sawyer sighed lowly, "Dude, I wish I was back home so I can get a look at this handsome bastard. Do you think he's gay?" he asked wistfully.

My eyes widened, "I don't know! I don't make assumptions like that; plus, why would you want to date that ass?" I asked, kicking my shoes off my feet, and sitting up.

"From what you told me about him, he'd be a good fuck." He laughed; I imagined my crazy bestie shrugging his shoulders.

"How do you know what a good fuck is, bitch? You're a virgin... but he definitely would be – he's got a lot of piercings; you think he's got his you-know-what pierced?" I asked, biting down on my lip as wild thoughts raced through my brain. I don't know why I was telling him this, but Sawyer was my other half, I could talk to him about anything.

"C'mon babe, don't be a prude." Sawyer mocked, "It's called a cock."

"Shut the hell up," I choked out through my embarrassment. A noise down below distracted me from Sawyer's howling laughter. My lips parted when I crawled across my bed, knees digging into my pillows to peer out the window.

And there he was.

I watched my insanely attractive neighbor dressed in jeans, big black combat boots and a black oversized hoodie lock his door and jog to his sleek black Mercedes.

Sawyer's voice grew muffled in my ears as my neighbor turned and looked up. A squeak left my lips when his eyes looked in the direction of my window.

"Shit." I scrambled away from the window before stopping shot. "Wait a fuckin' minute..." I mumbled, crawling back towards my window, "He can't see me." I murmured, now remembering I had a privacy film over my window.

Quite a handy thing to have, they can't see in, but you can see through it.

I'm kinda nosey (not in a bad way, I hope).

"Hold on just a wee bit, Sawyer." I called, "the dickwad next door just left." I said, seeing him jump in his car and drive off.

I backed away from my window and picked my phone up.

"Sorry 'bout that, what were you saying?" I asked, resuming my conversation with Sawyer.

"I wonder where he's headed off to so late." Sawyer mused causing me to roll my eyes playfully.

"Don't know, don't care."

(I was lying to myself)

*** May 22nd, 2023

3:15 AM

The loud thumping of a door closing from next door roused me from my sleep.

Cursing myself for being such a light sleeper, I rolled over and threw my weighted blanket back over my head and closed my eyes once more; hoping sleep would claim me once more.

Minutes passed; I was snoozing once more.

...until drunken giggle (more like a shriek) startled me once more.

Ugh, shut up and lemme sleep...

My thoughts became jumbled as I breathed deeply, on the precipice of falling into a deeper slumber.

The stumbling of drunken feet grew louder and louder, as if they were nearing me, until a door flew open and banged against the wall in the house next to mine. My eyes flew open and darkened in anger once I realized the annoying noises and fuckin' giggling next door wouldn't be stopping anytime soon.

"Sweet daughter of Zeus." I mumbled, flinging off my warm blanket off my body and stumbling to my feet. My brain was half awake and half alert when I nearly tripped over my phone charger.

"Owwww!"

"Shit. Fuck. Damn it," I hissed, doubling over in absolute agony as my pinky toe caught the edge of my bedframe. I fell down on my ass – momentarily forgetting the shuffling next door – to cradle my throbbing toe.

"Stupid fucking neighbors." I huffed, carefully getting to my feet, wincing once I applied pressure to my foot. I paced for a second until the pain wore off and wiped the sleep out of my eyes.

A tired groan left my lips as I pressed a knee on my bed, leaned over my bedframe and peered out my bedroom window, into the one across from mine.

One glance was all it took for every ounce of exhaustion to leave my body. All that was left was shocked, mortification, and disgust (with a slight sprinkle of envy, but I'd die before I would ever admit it).

I was unable to tear my eyes away as I witnessed a gorgeous woman with long blonde hair and tan legs that seemed to go on for miles fall down onto her knees in front of my neighbor.

Wut. The. Fucking. Hell.

A embarrassed squeak left my lips and I threw a hand over my innocent eyes to shield myself from this display.

Ohmygod.

I had never seen anything like this in my life.

Slowly, I peeked through my parted fingers and choked.

And nearly die as I watched my hotter than the sun neighbor ruffle his hands through his dark hair and peer down at his lady of the night. I watched, transfixed on his face as his mouth parted and he started speaking, I watched his lips open and move as he pronounced each syllable.

Gods, I wanted to know what he was saying.

But I kinda got the gist of what he had said when the lady immediately went into action and started unzipping his tight pants that clung to his rock-solid thighs. No matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't look away.

My dickwad neighbor peered down at her with a dirty little smirk, as he was enjoying the way she was entirely at his mercy. I gulped when he bit down on his lip – the silver hoops threaded through his lips made the action even more attractive.

WHAT WAS WRONG WITH ME????

LOOK AWAY YOU STUPID BITCH.

THIS IS A VIOLATION OF PRIVACY.

But why! Just why was my dickwad neighbor getting a BJ in front of his fucking window? A window without curtains concealing his gorgeous body from view. A squeak left my lips once his pants were to his knees...along with his boxers.

And then his you-know-what was out in the open...for all eyes to see.

I almost choked to death on my spit as I saw the fucking beast he had concealed underneath his clothes.

It was fucking huge. The biggest I've ever seen.

I pitied the poor girl next door.

He'd tear her in two.

A glint of silver caught my eye and I had enough.

I flew away in an instant and tripped over myself to get to my bed.

I threw the blanket over my head and grabbed at my phone. Once it was in my hands, I cringed at the brightness and immediately turned it down.

With trembling fingers, I tapped on Sawyer's contact and waited for the bitch to answer.

"Yo."

"I was right! I was fucking right, Sawyer!"

"Ohhhh..." he hummed before stopping, "Wait. What were you right about again?" he asked, causing me to roll my eyes.

"That dick pickle neighbor of mine has got his dick pierced."

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