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chrollohearttags · 2 years

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One Call Away

gojo satoru x black fem reader

word count: 6.3k

⚠️ kinks/warning ⚠️: alcoholism/addiction, pervert Gojo, usage of toys, mutual masturbation, drunk phone sex, aggression, spitting, choking, degradation, crying orgasm, breeding, slapping, anal, back shots, riding, marking, squirting, reader and Gojo overstim

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(Y/N)'s POV

I know that not a damn thing good would come from answering this man's calls but I did it anyways.

I chose to let him in yet again and I end up like this. Maybe being mistreated is what I deserve because I don't do what makes sense.

but when the least sensible is the most fulfilling, what do I do?

I guess we'll find out soon enough.

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"What the hell do you want, Satoru?"

"Now is that any way to treat your man, (y/n)? I thought you had better manners than that."

"Ex. And it's late, I don't have time for kindness with someone like you so what do you want?"

this was an average occurrence between you two.

always fighting and arguing with one another for the most trivial of things.

"I just wanted to see how my favorite girl was doing. I missed you."

you'd release a heavy sigh and massaged your temples.

you knew you'd regret answering this FaceTime call.

"..Just fine without you. Now please leave me alone-

"Wait, wait..don't hang up. Listen, I've just been thinking a lot lately and you've been on my mind something serious...and I just..I just—I need you. I need us back."

he was back up to his old ways and you didn't have the energy for it.

you and Satoru had dated previously for three years and was honestly well on your way to the endgame of getting married.

when it was good, it was great. The best in fact. He was an amazing man and you knew you had a future with him.

but there was one major issue preventing that; his alcohol and sex addiction.

he was a lot of fun and you didn't mind joining in on it but when he drank, he was a different person and not one you cared for.

he wasn't abusive or trying to harm you physically but the way he spoke to you, it was incredibly disrespectful and hurtful.

you also participated in some pretty wild sex; BDSM, him being your dom, the works but it was all good until one night when he became more aggressive than usual and scared you.

with him being inebriated, he had forgotten where to draw the line and the use of safe words.

he immediately felt awful but you never knew when that flip would switch and it was too much for you at the time.

he needed help and the best thing for you to do was remove yourself from the situation.

but you did love and miss him dearly for all the wonderful experiences you did have.

it was just too painful to start it back up again.

"Satoru..I've gotta go. Maybe we can talk about this some other time."

truthfully you were trying to fight back tears and hearing him beg like this made it hard to do so.

"(Y/N), babe! Please don't hang up. I promise, I've been getting better."

which you knew was a lie because you could hear it in his voice just how drunk he was.

"Is that right?"

"Yeah, I'm not even that drunk, babe. Just a little tipsy."

at this point, you were pissed because now he was just playing dead in your fucking face.

"Bullshit, Satoru! I can hear it in your voice. You're drunk off your damn ass right now.”

he had no rebuttal for that and the line was silent until it was broken by laughter.

"..can't get shit past you, can I?"

that goddamn voice! He sounded so good yet you knew what was about to follow.

"So what if I am? What the fuck does it matter anyways?"

when he got like this, it was always ended in a screaming match and you inevitably crying.

not anymore. You were putting your foot down.

"What the fuck are you implying?"

"Oh, I'm not implying anything. I'm just saying that I know for certain it'd be a different story if I were in front of you right now."

you'd roll your eyes and laugh.

"Boy, don't even try me like that—

"Oh shut the hell up..you know just as much as I do that you're not going to hang up. In fact, you're probably sitting over there right now, hoping I would've called."

"Who the fuck are you talking to like that? Watch your mouth, Satoru. I'm not the one."

your stomach began doing flips because lowkey, he was right.

you missed his voice, his presence..his everything but telling a man like him that would only further his problem.

he needed treatment; to fix these addictions that had torn you two apart in the first place.

but you needed him more!

and it sounded selfish but he was the one person that made you happy in all aspects.

he was leaning back in his seat with that deep, sleepy, groggy tone you loved so much.

"No disrespect, baby. I just know you...you're over there right now..feeling a way and wishing you had someone to do something about it."

he'd begin moving his camera, angling so that you'd catch a glimpse of his lower half.

he'd lift up his shirt a little and start rubbing his abs.

"That is not true. And even if I was, you'd be the last person I'd want to see."

"Then why are you still talking to me?"

Damn this man! Why did you have to be so insanely attracted to him?

you sat there in silence for a moment but he damn sure had a lot to say.

"And what's that you're wearing? I see some lace but barely looks as if it's covering you...—

"Stop looking at me, you fucking pervert!"

you'd shout as you wrapped your arms around yourself in a moment of being flustered.

that would only make him laugh. He was enjoying this too much.

he was also drunk out of his head so he didn't really care what came from his mouth.

"Indeed I am..but I'm not ashamed to admit it..I'm a slut! I'd kill to have you gagging on my dick right now...and bouncing that nice..thick ass on it..—

you were furious! How dare he speak to you like this when he lost those privileges?!

"Go to hell, Satoru! I'm hanging up!"

as soon as you did, you'd release a heavy sigh, feeling like the wind have left your lungs.

he made you feel things you had no business and when you'd look down, you'd notice that his words may have pissed you off but lil' mama was quite happy with them.

"Fuck that nigga..I hate him."

you'd mutter underneath your breath and not mean a single word.

one man shouldn't have the hold on you that he did.

next to you were the toys that you were planning to put to use this evening and find your own pleasure without him.

but he wouldn't allow you to know peace.

the sound of ringing and his face plastered across the screen made you want to yell.

but you'd answer nonetheless.

"Leave me the fuck alone! Oh my gosh."

"Wait a minute..are you holding what I think you're holding?...oh shit..you're so freaky."

you still had that goddamn Magic Wand in your hand!

how could you be so careless?

tossing it to the side and turning back towards him, you'd become mad all over again.

"What do you want?! Why won't you leave me alone?"

"Because I miss you...and I'm also a little horny—

"And what does have to do with me?!"

"Well it looks like you are too...why don't we play together, baby?"

"You're so fucking annoying, I swear."

"Then sit on my face and shut me up."

if you could, you'd beat his ass right now.

"Satoru..we're not doing this. You're nothing but trouble."

"Oh, I know. I'm a motherfucking problem..but you're the only one who can solve it."

he'd pass you a wink and start shuffling around. What the hell was he doing?

that's when you'd hear the sound of a belt buckle.

"What are you doing?"

"What does it look like?"

Exactly as you thought!

"It looks like you're playing with yourself, you sick bastard!"

"Pot calling kettle, my dear..besides, I'm in my car, no one can see us."

this man was a literal menace. How you put up with him for so long was beyond you.

that's when you'd see that long thick cock of his spring forth in front of the camera and all of those old feelings began to drudge back up.

the flashbacks to him fucking you senseless; taking you anywhere he saw fit, pinning you down when you had an attitude and pounding it out of you..

or your favorite..when you were both drunk and feigning for each other.

mainly how he was just so spontaneous. He didn't give a damn and that's what excited you about him.

nothing else in the world mattered.

the sounds of his grunts and groans, watching him rub it like that had your mind wandering.

"Don't be so bashful, princess. We both know you're no angel so quit acting so goddamn righteous."

but now it was a matter of if your pride or your prowess would win.

you'd feel your nipples stiffen and the seat of your panties become warm and sticky.

"Baby...God, (y/n)..I wish this were you right now.."

he has his eyes closed, groaning and whimpering at the thoughts.

"Satoru..I—

"What are waiting for?...don't be shy, turn that thing on and play with yourself...I need to hear those sexy moans again. Please, baby.."

he was so incredibly turned on at the moment and hearing you would only send him over the edge.

you had resumed power to those toys and and pressed it against the seat of your panties.

the initial shock made you gasp and eventually, they'd grow into soft moans that would become more frequent.

"Ohhh...that's it..close your eyes, beautiful and imagine daddy pumping you full of cum right now."

the utter thought made you go insane and with that, you'd quit holding back.

fuck your morality and values tonight, you needed to feel good and he'd help you.

"Oh shit...I miss the way it feels."

the sound of that jerking only grew faster and you loved it.

"Stuff that hole with those fingers. I know that pussy is soaking wet right now and I want to hear you fuck yourself."

you were happily abiding by his rules right now. Tugging your panties to the side, you started to play with it.

he was consistently getting faster as he glided that closed fist up and down his shaft.

you could see just how hard he was and knew if he was inside of you right now, he'd have your cervix cracked open.

pumping your own fingers in and out of your hole, you'd tighten around them and brace yourself for an orgasm.

and it wasn't helping with that vibrator on your clit.

"Look...look at that cute face and those toes curling. I know it anywhere..you're about to cum, aren't you?"

"Yes! Oh, fuck yes!"

he'd cackle and grunt, speeding up his own pace.

"Then let's get there together, baby."

the both of you would rub as fast as you could until his load splattered the phone screen and you came as well.

heavy grunting and breathing followed but you both knew that couldn't be the end of it.

"..Satoru?.."

"Yes, baby?.."

"..I don't want to imagine anymore..I need you."

"Then tell me what you want me to do..say the word and I'll make it happen."

you'd squeeze your legs together and look at him on the phone.

"To fuck me..I need you to fuck the shit out of me."

he'd readjust himself, laughing and smirking as he started the car up.

"...That's my girl. Give me five minutes and I'll be there."

with that, he'd hang up and you'd wait patiently for the door bell to ring.

you were anxious and instantly thinking that you may regret the decision but at that moment, it didn't matter.

you needed him back, even if just for tonight.

some short time would pass and about ten minutes later, you heard a knock at the door.

hopping up and opening the door, it wasn't even a full second before your wish came true.

there he was; looking finer than ever and ready to make good on his word.

lifting you up with ease, he'd shut the door behind you both and start kissing you as if it had been years since you laid eyes on one another.

"I missed you..I missed you so fucking much!"

like a ravenous animal, his lips attacked your skin, tugging at your bra straps with his teeth.

"Satoru, baby! Wait.." you had to take a minute to collect yourself but he wouldn't allow it.

"Nah, no time for that, princess. I need you..I need this sexy fucking body so bad."

once he popped your bra off, he'd set you back to your feet and start placing kisses on your stomach.

fondling your nipples, he'd tug at your pantyline with his teeth and pull them down your legs.

you'd spread them and he'd become even more excited, staring at you.

he'd slide a finger across your clit and put a couple inside of you.

"She's so wet and sticky...and—fuck, still just as tight as always. I bet she needs to be pounded, huh?"

"Mmmm, yes..it's been too long. Way too fucking long."

he'd lick over your clit a couple times before standing up and spinning you around.

he'd clasp your arms together and pin them behind you.

that aggression was beginning to show but you wanted it now more than ever.

"I hope you're ready to be my little whore again because I'm going to fuck you brainless for all the nights I was away."

he was grasping your throat, talking in your ear as if he wanted to make you melt right there.

"Can I do that?..can I have this pussy?"

"Do what you want with it! You're the only man that can fuck me the way I need to be."

You were desperate but he was happy to fulfill the request.

"Don't stroke my ego like that, babe..I might get a little carried away."

pushing you down to the couch, Gojo would make you arch your back and place his hands on your ass.

you thought he was getting straight into it but instead, you were met with his tongue in your vagina.

"Oh my God! You weren't kidding, huh..oh shit, that feels good!"

you were swooning, biting your lip as he ate you out. He was doing everything in his power to please you.

"Well you better take a seat on this face and get comfortable because I'm not coming up until you cum in my mouth. I don't give a fuck how long it takes.”

he was always going to make sure you got your nut first, exactly what you loved about him.

lowering yourself onto his face, he'd grasp ahold of your hips and make you ride his tongue.

"Daddy, fuck...I'm so turned on, your tongue feels so good in my pussy."

you could hear him sucking and slurping away on your clit; those juices starting to run rampantly down his chin.

"Then keep dripping for me, baby. I'm only good for drinking your cum right now. Just a useless slut for your pleasure."

he had no idea what he was doing to you when he spoke like that!

"I'm gonna end up squirting everywhere if you don't stop—ahh fuck!"

your legs were trembling and you were squirming so much, it was a miracle you hadn't crushed him.

"If I drown in it, I'd die a happy man."

but this man knew exactly what it took to make you tick.

sucking on your clit, he'd grow stiffer in his pants and become even more turned on.

"Satoru! I can't hold it, I'm gonna fucking cum!"

slapping your ass cheeks roughly, that was his signal to go ahead.

your eyes would cross and your entire body would tremble as you hit your first peak.

he didn't miss a drop either and kept lapping just to make sure.

but you were quickly looking to return the favor. When he got ready to get up, you were quick to drop to your knees.

"Damn, slow down, baby...I'm not going anywhere."

that was the last thing you were trying to hear. You'd unbuckle his pants and unzip them.

you wanted him balls deep down your throat in the most humblest of terms.

"You cannot eat my pussy like that and expect nothing in return."

he could do nothing more than laugh and let you do your thing.

when those boxers came down, that dick sprang out and it was stiff but you were about to remind him of what he had been missing.

grabbing the shaft, you'd tap it against your tongue and leave soft kisses on the tip.

your plump lips were suckling on it, just to get him riled up.

"You're so pretty with your lips wrapped around my dick like that..aw fuck..it feels so good."

slowly jerking him, your eyes would avert straight up to his before spitting on it.

"I'm only getting started, just wait."

with that, your mouth would become filled with a quarter of his length, and your hand the rest of it.

drooling spit would coat it and make it that much sloppier.

you'd start bobbing your head back and forth, sucking him off so nicely.

"You're enjoying yourself, aren't you? Don't worry, angel..you can suck that dick for as long as you want. The messier you get me, the harder I'm gonna fuck you."

and you knew he wasn't lying.

peeling your 4C curls back into his hands, he'd steady your head and guide himself into your mouth.

"Let me feed it to you..hold still."

(Y/N) would slide your tongue out and give him a grin.

"You want me to fuck this little throat? I had you pretty well trained before, let's see how much you remember."

pressing himself on your tongue, he'd slowly guide it in and begin thrusting back and forth.

your mouth was warm and wet; making him shudder with each one and you could see it in his face how good it felt.

"Oh yeah...that's it. Swallow it..yeah, you still remember. Good girl.."

the grunting between his teeth was a sign that you still had that hold on him.

he'd continue going in and out for a while until he had you gagging and drooling.

when he'd finally pull out, you were breathing heavily and craving him even more now.

"Look at you, you're ready to get fucked, aren't you?"

Replacing his dick with his finger, letting you suck on them.

you'd shake your head and stare at him with a glance he couldn't take.

"Oh my gosh—come here! Come on.."

picking you up, he'd place you back on the couch but with your legs spread this time.

he didn't even realize he was still half clothed so he got rid of the remainder and his socks and shoes so he could put in work.

Taking his erect, he'd tap it against your slit, listening to that wetness.

"Ooh..she's ready for me. Fuuuck."

he knew how long it had actually been since he'd had sex and especially with you.

and for someone who was a former addict for it, you could only imagine what he was about to do.

"I'll be a gentleman and let you decide..I could easily give you all of this dick at once or I could go slow and guide it in..inch by inch and let you feel it. The choice is yours, my queen."

all the while, he was still brushing and tapping against your clit.

"All of it..fuck this pussy like you mean it."

he was cackling because he knew the hold he had on you.

"Well..I did you give you a choice. If that's what you want..then I'll make it happen.."

as he was speaking, he was sliding right into you and watching your eyes expand at the sight.

placing a hand on the back of the couch to steady himself.

"..anything for my baby." With that, you were stuffed and he had buried himself balls deep.

your legs were instantly shaking and he could tell by your face that it had been a while since you'd taken dick this big!

"Is it alright? She's such a tight little thing..I don't want to hurt you now."

you'd merely laugh and start rubbing your clit.

"Don't tell me you've gone soft on me...the Satoru I know would tell me to shut the fuck up and take it."

he'd take that as a challenge and deliver what you needed. "Touché."

going slowly, Gojo would glide every inch of himself in and out of your tightness.

he'd start out slow, stroking you just to get a feel around.

"Yeah..stretch me out..fuck..just like that!"

"Aw shit..you feel so much better than I remember..goddamn baby!"

he was pumping profusely, speeding up those thrusts that made your skin collide.

your legs were behind your head and his hand was wrapped around your throat; just like old times and you loved it.

"Fuck me...keep fucking me until I cum, daddy!.."

he was gasping and panting, going hilt deep inside of you.

you were moaning and crying out his name, which made him go harder.

your lips were hovering above each other's and kisses ensued in between the pounding.

"you're such a mess, so goddamn creamy...you're going to make me go crazy!"

"I can't help it, you're fucking the shit out of me!"

with his palm still clutching your throat, he'd let spit drip down into your mouth, watching your eyes roll back already.

he'd grasp the top of your head, tugging your face downward to see the obvious bulge he was creating.

"You see that? Look how well you're taking it....cum on this dick..cum on this dick right fucking now, baby!"

he'd command in a panicked tone, drilling you until you'd start to squirt everywhere.

"AHH SHIT!! Oh my God!"

your voice would acsend into a high pitch, crying and moaning as your legs began to shake.

you couldn't contain yourself in the slightest and he'd rub your clit to keep it going.

"Yeeeah, that's what the fuck I'm talking about! The best fucking pussy in the world!"

this man lived for this sort of thing; and the fact that you matched his freaky made him love you that much more.

your juices resided on the leather couch so he flipped you over and grabbed you by your hair yet again.

"Drink it, princess, clean it up like a good little cumwhore."

you'd lick it up and he'd pull you into yet another kiss to slurp it from your mouth.

"Good girl..you're so sexy when you're drinking cum. I hope you're ready for some more."

you'd shake your head and he'd grab you up by your throat, placing you into yet another kiss.

spinning you around yet again, those fingers that were just teasing your clit slid into your mouth.

he was trying to gag you.

"I know you are..cause you love fucking just as much as I do..my stupid little cumslut that's going to take every nut I give her in all those filthy holes, right?"

the combination of speaking to you in that tone and him holding you the way he was,

you went into that submissive headspace only he could drum out of you.

"Yes daddy!

he couldn't make up his mind which way he wanted you but he knew he needed back inside of you.

"Bend over the couch! Right now..fucking do it!"

he was breathing all hot and heavy, ready to go and you were just the same.

going over to the arm of the couch, you'd balance yourself on your tiptoes and let him mount up behind you.

he'd spread your legs and start teasing you yet again but he had some other plans in mind.

"..you see...I haven't even came yet. I'm still hard as fuck, thanks to you...so what do you think I should do to fix that, huh?"

you were desperate to just be filled again! You didn't care how.

"How are you going to finish draining this cum out of me?"

"Please fuck me.."

all of the whimpering and shuddering done nothing more but turn him on even more.

he couldn't even contain himself so before you knew it, you were impaled yet again.

just in a manner you least expected.

your eyes shot wide open and Gojo would begin laughing.

"What's the matter, baby? I thought you said you were going to take my nut...you didn't care where."

he was burying himself in your ass without a single warning but fucking him meant that your body was his property until he said so.

"Oh fuck!...it just—it just feels so big!.."

"You'll open back up soon enough, don't worry..besides, daddy knows you can handle it."

"I can't! It's gonna hurt!—"

he was so sexy and of course, you'd do anything he desired.

slowly but surely, he'd begin stroking in and out, bouncing against your cheeks and against the tightness of your hole

tugging you up by those curls again, he'd stare you straight in the face. “It seems you don't remember your place so let me remind you.."

gripping your waist, Gojo would lay heavy handed slaps to your asscheeks, leaving stings on your skin.

"You belong to me..you're my whore, my bitch..my nasty little slut and your only purpose is to let me fill those little holes with as much cum as I'd like. If that wasn't clear enough for you, I'd be more than happy to fuck you until that's the only thing in that pretty head of yours..understand?"

it was like that second side was awakening and you didn't know to be afraid or turned on.

right now, your brain was as good as blank. It was almost fucking with your head how hushed his tone was for the way he speaking to you.

"I understand, daddy..your slut understands!" you'd gulp and grip the couch cushion extremely tight.

trying to brace yourself was way easier said than done.

he was on a crusade to put his mark on you.

"No..no, I don't think you do. But luckily I'm a nice guy and I don't mind teaching you."

your cries, your moans, the pleas meant nothing at this point..

"...you're only crying because it feels so good, I know it...I might be horrible if I say it was getting me even harder seeing you like that..but I don't give a fuck."

he was pounding even harder than before and gaping your ass in the process.

pent up aggression, passion and pure carnal desire was all coming out at once and he couldn't contain his emotions any longer.

you on the other hand, were on the brink of fainting and if he didn't quit, that's exactly what would happen.

you weren't moaning, screaming..hell, even making a sound for a few moments.

just the sounds of your flesh colliding into one another's; that thick ass bouncing against his pelvis.

that was until he reached over and grabbed that vibrator to throw into the mix.

the auditory scream you'd released was music to his ears.

it was insane how good it felt!

"OH FUCK!"

"Ahhh, you are awake! You're being fucked so stupid, you forgot how to speak, huh?"

you still were barely coherent but you could hear him again.

"You're just how I like it though..a dumb, brainless, fuck doll..focusing on nothing but being used as a cum dump. Glad you remember your place."

once he said that, it seemed to have awoke something inside of you and made you that much more hornier.

"Get ready, I'm about to cum..I'm gonna fucking—

he didn't finish his sentence but he damn sure made a finish inside of you.

you could feel him throbbing inside of that asshole and he was holding you close as he continued pumping the rest into you.

"I can feel you..throbbing—fuck, it's so good!"

he'd slowly but surely pull out and when he did, it'd cause a chain reaction of a quick stream of your juices to pour out.

your legs were shaking and felt like rubber but you weren't done by a long shot.

he'd take a seat on the front of the couch and tug you down into his lap.

he tugged you down to the floor to give you guys better leverage.

he'd gently guide himself back inside of you but wouldn't thrust or anything.

you'd start kissing and making out for a minute, just enjoying each other's presence.

he'd hold your stomach and caress your clit as you two kissed passionately.

"You're the only person in this world that can make me feel like this..it's something about you, (y/n)..that I can't escape..or let anyone else have."

his voice was so soothing and calming, it made you feel at ease for some reason.

he was still talking but he'd begin slowly guiding you up and down.

"I know that sounds selfish but..you were made just for me..no one else can love you the way I can."

sloppy kisses ensued between the conversation and eventually, it was nothing sounds of flesh clapping together.

his hands kept every inch of your body captured as he lowered you up and down on his shaft.

not to mention the eventual return of the vibrator; it all had you burning up!

he was hitting every spot like he was supposed to and making you come unraveled.

beads of sweat dripping down your forehead, mouth agape and panting, toes curling and legs trembling;

it was bliss and you didn't want to come back down to earth.

his lips were currently on your neck as he thrusted upward and circulated that wand on your clit.

"I don't think anyone else can do anything for me after this! Just keep fucking me, oh my god!"

his kisses soon turned to gentle bites, lightly grazing your skin with his teeth.

growls of passion rung in your ear and he let you know exactly how he was feeling.

"Cum on this dick! Clench down so I can fill you full of my nut. Go! Please!—"

the slight hint of submissiveness in his tone made you cum on command and for a brief moment, your entire frame went limp as you for the third time.

(y/n) was shaking uncontrollably but Gojo was quick to pin you close to his chest and fulfill his promise of stuffing you with his cum.

"Fuck! You feel so fucking good, princess! I swear I'm going to put a baby in you!"

he was breathing incredibly hard and your sharp inhales made for loud sounds filling the living room.

you were both damn near spent and worn out but neither of you wanted to stop.

the intense flame of desire was burning far too bright inside of you both to just let it go.

but with what strength you had left, he'd hold you close and put you on the couch so he could fuck your from the side.

"I know we're both exhausted but I can't stop now—"

Satoru would saddle behind you and hoist your leg up with his hand under your knee.

slowly guiding himself back in, he'd get to the last inch and bury himself to your hilt.

"I'm going to fuck you until I pass out. Until I can't take another second..."

he didn't bother to go at a slow pace this time. It was mediated thrusts straight out with a hand around your throat.

it was almost as if he couldn't handle not being one with you.

your eyes were rolling back and your tongue sticking out; something he enjoyed seeing.

"Yeaaah..let me see how much you love it. That pretty little cum face.."

grasping your jaws now, he'd slide his tongue into your mouth, swirling it around and moaning in the process.

he was gently stroking your insides in a manner that drove you crazy.

you were everything he needed and then some and he was going to have it all.

the pressure of his shaft repeatedly pounding those fleshy insides was bringing you closer to your peak.

he didn't want to let go, he didn't want to pull out or stop; just fucking you senselessly and blindly at this point.

as those thrusts grew faster, your eyes were beaming upward into the back of your head and with him clutching your throat, it was only a matter of time before another orgasm came.

"I'm so close..I'm gonna fill this pussy to the brim and if I get you pregnant so be it..you're mine. Your entire being belongs to me.."

hearing him speak in such a dominating tone was not helping you from clutching this man's dick as it continuously penetrated you.

eventually, he couldn't hold another second and neither could you.

"Get ready ba—ahh! Fucking—fuck!" a mixture of screams and groans filled the room as he filled your womb with yet another load.

but it would seem that he wasn't done quite yet because even with his cum seeping from between your thighs, he'd resume for another round and keeping thrusting.

"I can't stop. I can't help myself..you've got me hooked!"

this pleading in his voice was turning you on so much. It was as if he were crying but you knew he was just overstimulated at this point.

"I can feel myself bulging through your skin..just a little deeper and I'm going to make sure you no one else can even suffice after this..my sex will be the only that can satisfy you."

he was dead serious too! nonetheless, you were close yet again and you didn't know if your body could handle it.

"I can't take it—I'm gonna pass out..please, daddy. No more. You win."

you were tapping on his side as to gesture you had given up but that only fueled him further.

"Tapping out on me, huh? Well get ready for the final blow, baby."

he was delirious and tired himself but he was determined to make you a feign again.

and God was it working!

two or three heavy thrusts later and you saw his eyes go backwards and his breath catch as you felt warmth inside of you.

he'd finally become auditory again with a loud cry out.

this time, it was you that kissed him as he came and coached him back down to reality.

"This is your pussy..this is yours."

the passion, fire and lust in both of your eyes was so intense as your both came for the final time.

he was a broken mess, holding you extremely close.

"I missed you, so fucking much, baby...I missed fucking you and holding you..I swear I'd rather die than to let you go again. I love you so fucking much.."

he was so overcome with emotion and you realized it had been years since you had seen this side of him.

"Satoru...I love you..I love you more." cradling his face and he done the same followed by endearing kisses.

"I'm not going anywhere, you hear me? You're my entire world and I can't live without you. I'm coming home and I'm becoming a better man for you..I'm sorry for it all—"

kissing him yet again, you'd turn and hold him close.

"You're mine, forever and always. I made that promise to you a long time ago and I plan to keep it..we'll get through this. Just don't leave again."

it was you who now was emotional. A single tear dropped down your face as you cradled his head to your chest.

you'd lie there in each other's arms until you eventually both were asleep and it was then, that you knew this exactly where you both meant to be.

No matter what.

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bakubabes-tatakae · 2 years

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Hello! here’s some thirst for chuuya from bsd😃Imagine brat taming chuuya manhandling you to ride his muscular thick thigh as punishment and clicking his tongue in annoyance when he sees you desperate and whiny, proceeds to slap your pussy/ass and leaving a bright cherry red mark to appear while your writhing in his strong grasp from the pleasure.

You know... this might be the first thirst that I've ever received thirst for Chuuya. I'm all for this. 😌 Just gonna uh, throw a tag in real quick. @cakers-2000… Come and get your mans.

TW: smut, thigh riding, 18+ content, slight degradation, dirty talk, pussy slapping, brat taming, minors dni

“Oh come on sweet girl, don't tell me that that's all you've got for me. You were oh so confident just a few minutes ago when you tried to put me in my place.” Chuuya's eyes were dark and devious as he looked down at you, your hands gripping onto his leg as he leaned back on the couch to show you he wasn’t lifting a finger just yet. "I told you that brat's don't get the help that they want. You really want it then you're gonna have to work for it."

You whined as you pulled yourself over his muscular thigh, desperate for more of him. You needed his help, every time that he had helped you before it had taken no time for you to reach that bliss that you needed so badly. Your clothed sex was nearly dripping as you chased that release, knowing that you needed more from him to get it. "P-please, I n-need you, Chu."

He huffed in response, that wasn't nearly as pretty as he wanted it to sound and you knew that. He didn't have to explain this stuff to you. You were more than capable of figuring it out yourself. "Tt, I don't think so. Use that pretty little mouth just like I know you can. Use it for something other than back talk this time and we'll figure this out." He gripped your chin tightly and made you look at him, clicking his tongue at you when you tried to avert your eyes from his. "That wasn't good enough, now give me what I want you damn brat. Then I'll help my pretty baby cum all over my thigh, yeah?"

You whimpered as he let your chin go, you wanted to cum so bad, needed to, and his words made it so hard. "S'too good for me. Please. Please, I can't take it anymore. Need you, need your help." Your hips moved downward more demandingly for him, and the seduction on your voice finally caught him.

Chuuya’s face contorted, his hand sliding between your legs as he pressed his thumb to your aching heat. “Look at you, so pathetic and desperate for me. Desperate to get exactly what you want. Tch, and it took you so long to be able to beg me this nicely.”

A lustful moan slipped from your lips as you felt his hands grab your hips. “Can I… can I cum? P-please, Chu?”

Chuuya pulled you over his leg quicker, feeling your sopping cunt soaking his pant leg. “Do you really think you deserve to? You’re the one that came up to me and took what you wanted without asking. Now is that any way for a lady to act?” He shook his head menacingly and tried his hardest to keep from giving in. He wanted to so badly, the way the tears slowly started to slide down your cheeks giving him a sense of confidence. Feeding his ego just a little more. Those tears were just for him. “I think the only way that you’re gonna be allowed is if you apologize to me. So what’s it gonna be sweetheart? Gonna say your sorry so that you can finally cream all over my leg?”

You almost screamed in frustration, his hand reached up to wipe a few more stray tears that fell down. You knew that you would never win and gave him what he wanted, putting on the most sinful voice that you could. “Chu, ‘m sorry. S-sorry for being bad. Just needed it so bad.”

Chuuya grabbed the back of your head and pulled you toward him, smothering your lips with his. “That’s more like it. Cum, now. Let me see that pretty face as you fall apart.”

And you did just that. He pushed back the pieces of stray hair that stuck to your forehead, small beads of sweat lining it from your efforts. You cried out as you felt yourself let go, his name falling from your lips followed by a spew of curses. The sly grin that painted his face as he praised you for your good work making a shiver run down your spine. His words leaving you breathless. “That’s my good little brat.”

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stardust-kenobi · 3 years

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Hi can I request a wrecker smut Please? I keep thinking of wrecker guiding his s/o’s punches, showing her home to properly punch and duck. As in she asked him to teacher her self defense. Just back to his chest, and the closeness and what that would lead to? Thbks so much! Have a great day!!

I BEEN WAITING FOR THIS ONE

You got it bb ;)

I decided to write this as wrecker and reader being good friends instead of an established relationship bc the tension was so much spicier that way.

Show Me

Wrecker x F!Reader

Summary: Your good friend Wrecker tries to teach you self-defense, but the tension between the two of you rises, and neither of you can help yourself.

Word count: 2.7k

Warnings: smut!!, piv, soft wrecker fluff

A/N: I know nothing about fighting or training so take those details with a grain of salt. also there is a reference photo attached in the fic to show you what sex position is being referred bc I feel like I did a shit job of describing it. It is not super nsfw, its just a diagram

(gif is not mine, I can’t find original creator now)

Defending yourself was shamefully never a strength of yours. This left you with a crippling anxiousness of being alone, especially when you were constantly surrounded by men that could overpower you without ever breaking a sweat.

Wrecker would undoubtedly be the biggest physical threat in your environment if he wasn't your best friend and the kindest man you'd ever met. He agreed to teach you self-defense without an ounce of hesitation. Protective doesn't even begin to describe his innate nature toward you, so of course he jumped at this opportunity.

You two were just friends, nothing more. But sometimes you wished you could be something more. Your feelings toward him left you feeling conflicted. Whenever you would watch him walk in a room, your stomach would tingle and your heart fluttered. You often pushed these thoughts away, afraid to ruin your cherished friendship with him.

The training room that Wrecker led you to was vast and mostly bare. There were a variety of items resembling punching bags, and other complicated equipment that didn't look familiar to you at all.

You were dressed in your normal workout attire, tight black leggings, and a gray sports bra. You figured this was the best thing to practice in, but Wrecker had seemed significantly flustered at the sight of more of your exposed skin than he was used to seeing.

"Ready to get started, y/n?" He asked, pulling your attention away from scanning the room.

"Kinda nervous, but yeah, I'm ready" You smiled.

"Don't be nervous, I've got you. It's just you and me" He reassured you. He always knew how to calm your rigid nerves.

Wrecker started with the basics of being aware of your surroundings, showing you how to predict an opponent's next move before they even made it.

"Shouldn't I be learning how to throw a punch or something?" You pondered.

"We'll get there. You've got to know where you'll be throwing a punch before I actually show you how to swing your arm" He explained. Fair enough, you thought.

He introduced you to a variety of new skills and strategies, skimming the surface of everything he intended to teach you in time. He then showed the perfect stances to hold when faced with different fighting styles. You would've been lying if his hands gripping your waist to show you how to stand didn't make your heart skip a beat. He was gentle, but his finger tips emitted a lingering desire to dig deeper into your figure.

"Look at you! Already getting the hang of it. I knew you would" he praised you. You turned to him, your blushed face dripping with sweat, to see a mile wide smile painted on his face. You both exchanged glances for a few seconds.

"What?" You asked, getting a hint of something more than pride in his expression. He shook his head before resting his hand on the back of his neck nervously.

"Oh. uh...nothing. Let's finally show you how to throw those punches." He urgently changed the subject. Weird, you thought to yourself. "Stand here at this punching bag" He instructed you to come closer to where he stood.

"So, we're going to use what you've already learned, and combine it all into how to strike"

You nodded, readying yourself into the right stance, raising your fists in preparation.

"Okay, like this?" You asked.

"Kind of. Bring your elbow in tighter" He instructed. You tried to obey, but you were missing something. "it's more of like, tucking it in toward your body", He continued, so patient with you.

"Show me" You muttered. He paused, very aware of what you were asking, but unaware of whether he had the control. Your mind was wandering to thoughts of him pressed against you, overpowering you, and holding you tight. You knew it was wrong to tease him in this way, but you couldn't help yourself.

"Yeah...sure" He spoke sweetly, but hesitantly.

He came behind you, keeping distance between your backside and his front.

"Wrecker you can't guide my arms from there" You insisted.

"Right" He agreed.

He took a step forward, the front of his body meeting the back of you, pressing against the curve of your body. He felt how your ass stuck out just slightly more than the rest of you. Wrecker slowly wrapped his arms around your entire wingspan. He was so large.

His bare fingers brushed atop your balled fist. He wrapped his grip around both your wrists. The contact felt electric and soft all at the same time. The tension between you was so raw...so sweet. He cleared his throat and shifted his stance slightly.

"You'll want to hold your arms like this" He pulled your arms into your body, wrapping you in what felt more like a hug.

"Uh-huh" you affirmed.

"Then you'll just pull back like this" He continued, opening your chest. "And then push forward, using force from your abdomen"

You swung the punch together, slamming your fist into the defenseless bag.

"Wow! That felt like it had a lot of power in it!" He celebrated.

"That was mostly you, I'm sure" You said, feeling weak.

"No, that was all you. I didn't use any strength, just guided your arm"

You were shocked to hear this, surprised by your own strength.

"Thank you, Wrecker" you graciously mumbled to him, turning your head to look up at him still attached to you. He held your gaze for a moment before becoming shy and looking away.

"Oh its nothing, really"

"It's not nothing. You're teaching me to protect myself and that means a lot to me" You continued, detaching the connection of your bodies and turning around to face him.

"I'd never forgive myself if something happened to you and I wasn't there to keep you safe" He said, his tone so serious as he looked down at you. He mustered the courage to wrap his hands around your waist, and pulled you into him, missing the feeling of your body already.

You gasped as the tension grew deeper. He watched your expression for any hint of disapproval, but found none. Instead he found longing and desire written in your gaze. You couldn't resist it anymore. You needed him.

"Kiss me" You pleaded. His eyebrows raised suddenly. There was no time between your words and the crashing of his lips on yours for either of you to consider your actions.

It was fireworks and bursts of sparks connecting the two of you as the long awaited kiss finally took place. He kissed you deeply, with more passion than you'd ever felt in your entire life. The warmth his mouth provided poured through your veins, heating into the very core of your body, leaving an aching feeling between your thighs.

Wrecker's hands moved to cup your face. His movements indicated he had no intention to break away any time soon, and you wouldn't let him anyhow. Your mouths continued to dance together in rhythmic harmony.

As he finally did pull away from the kiss, it was slow. He knew he'd have to look at you, and he was afraid of what he'd see. His concern was dissolved when he caught glimpse of the grin stuck on your face.

"I've waited...a long time for that" He said softly.

"I should've told you to kiss me sooner" You admitted. He smiled, blushing in the process. Your eyes caught sight of a firmness growing in his tight black pants. He was visibly embarrassed, unaware of how much this turned you on.

"Touch me, Wrecker. Stars, I want you" You practically whimpered.

"Are you sure?" He requested your further consent, trying to hide his excitement.

"I have never been more sure of anything" You assured him, seductively eyeing every inch of him that you want on you and in you.

"I hope you don't mind doing this here, because I can't wait any longer" He growled. You nodded in approval. To see a man who is always so gentle toward you, get so worked up at the thought of having you, was deeply arousing.

Wrecker swept you up as if you were weightless. To him, you probably were. You wrapped your legs eagerly around his waist, returning to the passionate kiss you already missed. His free hand roamed your body, granting himself access to every part of you he dreamed of feeling.

He pushed his hand between your skin and the tight hem of your sports bra, he pulled back, looking to you for consent. You nodded, helping him pull it over your head.

The animalistic groan that inadvertently escaped his throat at the sight of your breasts covered in sweat was the hottest noise you'd ever heard. He gently squeezed your nipple before caressing your breast, wrapping his hand around it. You moaned at his touch.

"You are...so gorgeous" He managed to mutter while he admired you.

You blushed as you shifted your hips, grinding them against him slightly. Your aching heat pulsed around emptiness, so desperate to be filled by him.

"Wrecker, I-..I need you...to fuck me. Please" You breathed deep, the overwhelming need was relentless.

"Yes ma'am. Anything for you" He smirked.

He eagerly and swiftly placed your ankles on his shoulders, before pulling your leggings down to your mid thigh, allowing him plenty of access to where you needed him. Wrecker's arm remained wrapped around your back, holding you around him as he stood. You weren't surprised at his strength to hold you with one arm, but you were certainly surprised with his coordination. **(reference photo for this position in case it is not clear)**

The other hand trailed down to your pussy, fingers exploring your slit. You bucked your hips into his touch and he chuckled softly. He watched your face as he slipped a finger into you. You gasped, and he smirked in response.

"Oh yeah, you're ready for me baby" He rasped, feeling how you were practically dripping already. You whimpered in anticipation. Wrecker pumped his finger inside you only for a moment, circling it around to stretch you open.

He raced to free his cock from the tightness of his pants. It sprung out, slapping against your clit and you jolted from the sensitivity.

"Oh my gods, Wrecker" You were astounded by his size. He grabbed it in his hand, rubbing it back and forth gently across your bud, earning whimpers from your soft lips.

He pressed his cock into you slowly, making sure that he did not hurt you. You winced at first, feeling the initial sweet sting that quickly transformed to pleasure. You didn't believe he could push himself any deeper, but he was able to completely bury himself inside of you, creating a feeling of utter fullness that was unfamiliar to you.

"Kriff, Y/N" He moaned deeply, breathing out shakily. He didn't move, not for a few moments, letting you adjust to him and taking the opportunity to stare into your eyes while he was full encased by your slickness. "You feel so kriffin' good"

He began to slowly thrust his hips upward while also pulling you up and down onto his length, his hands supporting you under your ass. You cried out, overwhelmed with ecstasy. You cared very little about whether or not someone could hear you. As long as Wrecker heard how good he made you feel, that is all that mattered.

Wrecker was vocal, more vocal than you could've imagined.

"So tight around me" He panted "You take my cock even better than I thought you would"

You wondered if he fantasized about this moment as often you did. You were lost in your pleasure, and still somehow too shy to be as vocal as he was, only allowing sweet sounds to brush past your lips. Your noises were encouraging to him. You look at him as he fucked you, and felt a flutter in your heart, as you felt so connected to this man you already loved as a friend...now maybe even more than a friend.

"My favorite girl...letting me fuck you like this, yeah? I've thought about this for so long, sweetheart" He cooed, his face hovering close to yours.

"I love you, Wrecker" You spoke softly. His thrusts suddenly halted, letting himself keep warm inside you.

"You...you love me?" He smiled, his eyes grew so preciously excited.

"Yes, I do" You assured, placed your hand on his face.

"I love you too, Y/N" He almost seemed lost for words, so taken aback with happiness to hear that fall from your lips. Your mouths intertwined again, sinking deeper into each other's embrace.

"Keep going...please" you whimpered.

"Don't have to ask me twice"

He slammed in and out of you again, using even more passion with his motions now, holding you closer to him than before. He fucked you like he missed you, like he may never get to fuck you again, and stars, it was hot.

"Yes, right there" You commanded. The curve of his cock brushed your g-spot with every thrust now, causing a frantic frenzy of moans to fly into the air.

"Yeah? You like the way I fuck you, baby?" He spoke roughly into your ear.

"I-I love it...you fuck me so good Wrecker" You praised him, and he ate it up.

The sound of your skin slapping together echoed as he continued to work into you while bouncing you on him at the same time. Your gut tightened suddenly, a sign of your approaching orgasm. It tingled sweetly within you.

"Wrecker I am so close" You announced to him, and his face lit up, pleased with himself for helping you reach your climax.

"Yeah?" He breathed, not changing his pace to keep on your path to finishing.

Your walls spasmed around him, and the tightened coil burst open, washing over you. You crumbled in his hold, feeling as though you would seep through his hands with the way your body convulsed and melted. You cried out, eyes shut tight, whimpering Wreckers name as he fucked you harder through it.

"There you go, Y/N. You look so pretty falling apart for me" He coaxed you. "Fuck, you're gonna make me cum making noises like that, baby"

As you rode down gently from your own high, Wrecker's hips trembled subtly. He groaned deeper, his thrusts losing rhythm in you as he lost control.

"Fuck" He growled, flooding you with his release, shaking as he finished. You held his face in your hands, caressing him through his high. You both panted, breathless and silent, unsure of how you got here.

Wrecker was so delicate with your body as he pulled your legs off his shoulder. He lifted your leggings, placing it back where it belonged. You winced, sore from the position you were held in.

"Are you hurt?" Wrecker asked, his voice riddled with concern.

"No, I'm okay. My legs are just sore"

"Here" He began, "Let me". He held you bridal style, and lowered you slowly onto the mat beneath you. You grabbed your sports bra that was left on the floor and put it back on. Wrecker joined you after tucking himself back into his pants.

"I didn't say it back earlier, but I waited a long time for this too" You admitted, slicing through the silence that lingered.

“You did?” He said in disbelief.

“Yeah…but I never thought you felt the same way”

“This may sound weird, but I think about doing that to you nearly everyday” He concurred.

“We are just terrible at communicating, then” You chuckled.

"Seems like it" He smiled at you.

"Wrecker, I um...I'd like it if this wasn't a one time thing" You said suddenly, hoping he'd know what you were hinting at.

"I've waited too long to call you mine, I don't wanna wait another second" He progressed.

You hid a shy smile in response.

"I meant what I said...when I said I loved you" You started.

"And I meant it when I said it back" He said before wrapping you into his embrace and kissing your swollen lips again.

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one-sad-human · 3 years

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•Pinky Promises• Steven Adler

Pairing: Steven Adler x Reader, Axl Rose x Sibling! Reader

Requested? Yup! By an anon

Theme: Angst(?) to fluff

Warnings: Language, sexual references but nothing explicit

Word Count: 1.8k

A/N: Fic 1 of 2! Hope you enjoy! Also, the makeout near the end gets sorta hot and it was pretty fun to write? Like I’m considering exploring into writing smutter pieces. I didn’t want to originally because I thought I’d cringe all the way through and hate the result but I might try it out in the near future. Nothing too crazy but it’s something for me to think about.

You step off of the large bus, your combat boots hitting the ground as you adjust the bag slung over your shoulder. It's stuffed to the brim with whatever you threw in, you're surprised the zipper did burst.

You take a deep breath of the LA air. It's hot and humid and despite the thick air pollution, you can breath easier than you did in Indiana.

You grew up in Lafayette, Indiana with your older half-brother William. You were raised in the hellish house with your shared father, which you finally managed to escape.

William left right at eighteen. He tried taking you with him, but you didn't want him to be charged with kidnapping and have the cops on his ass. Now, two years and your father's stolen wallet later, you're finally in the city of dreams.

"Will!" You yell out, spotting your redheaded other half.

"Y/N!" He mocks, catching your figure in a crushing hug. He's taller than you, so you have to stand on your tippy toes during the embrace. "Thank God you're alright."

"I'm fine, I'm happy to finally see you again," you say, a huge grin on your face. "How's the band? Everything going well?"

"Well enough," he says with a shrug, grabbing your heavy bag and slinging it around his shoulder. "Come on, I'll introduce you to the guys. You already know Izzy of course, but the rest of them."

The walk to the 'hell house' as Will had called it is filled with catching up. He made sure to keep in contact with you, but the phone calls were always short. It felt nice to have a full length conversation in person with your brother again.

"Welcome home," Will says, leading you into the house. You grimace when you catch a whiff of stale beer and weed.

"You seriously live here? This place should be condemned," you say with disgust.

"And then where would we live?" The oh-so familiar voice of Will's best friend meets your ears. You whip around and fly into his arms.

"Jeffery! I missed you so much! You really should've tried calling, you ass!" You exclaim. Izzy rolls his eyes but smiles nonetheless, patting your back during the hug.

"Who's this?" Another man enters the living room— if that's what it should even be called. He's blonde, taller than you but shorter than the other two men in the room. He has kind eyes and the smile he has on his handsome face leaves you speechless.

"U-uh, hi. I'm Y/N," you say after a moment of shameless gawking. If he noticed, he doesn't mention it.

"Oh that's right! Axl talks a lot about you! I'm Steven," he says and bounds up to you, catching your hand in a shake. You don't question who the hell 'Axl' is, but you smile stupidly at him and bite your lip with a blush staining your face.

"No," Will says, glaring at the cute blonde you've taking an immediate liking to. "Absolutely not."

"William!" You squeak out, pinching his shoulder harsher. He yelps and swats your hand away. Will glares further at you as he ushers you up the creaky stairs to your room. "Nothing happened! And who the fuck is 'Axl'?"

"I saw how you were looking at him! I'm not naive, Y/N. You were giving him the 'fuck me' eyes! And me, everyone calls me Axl here." You give him a look. "Except you, of course. You can call me Will."

You don't give him another word as he leads you to your bedroom. He was the one who didn't have a roommate before, and he'd have to share with Slash now but he was determined to give you your privacy.

"This is the only room with a working lock, use it. Especially when your changing! Three horny men in a house with one you isn't a good combo." You make a face and shake your head, but you can't really tell if he's being overprotective or if his band mates really are pigs.

"Are you not including Izzy?"

"Please, he's the only smart one besides me. He knows I'll rip him a new one." You laugh and give Will another hug.

"I've really missed hanging out with you like this, and thank you for letting me stay here." He nods and rubs your back.

"No problem, we have each other's backs, always." You nod and release your bother from the hug. "One rule though: no hooking up with the guys. One time thing or not, you don't know them like I do, I won't let you get hurt. So don't even try anything with Steven!"

"Even if it's nothing sex?" Will levels you with a look that would make you sweat if you were anyone else. You sigh and roll your eyes. "Fine! I promise."

"Pinky promise?" He asks, holding out his pinky finger. You shake your head but comply anyway, hooking your pinky on his.

"Wow, bringing out the big guns, pinky promises," you tease.

"Bitch," he mumbles. You gasp sarcastically.

"Asshole!" You reply. William takes his leave with another slew of insults under his breath but none to be taken seriously and all with a smile. You shut your door after him and lay on your bed, content with how things are finally beginning to look up.

If you knew where you would be in just a few months of living with your brother and his band, you never would've agreed to the naive promise Will had forced on you. You think back to the day with a frown.

"Whatcha thinkin' about?" Steven asks, pecking your bare shoulder as he lays behind you on your bed. You both lay naked and damp with sweat, glowing from the moonlight streaming in the room.

"William," you say with a sigh.

"We just had sex and your thinking of your brother? Should I be worried about you?" Steven asks teasingly. You fight the smile growing on your face and lightly pinch the his arm tightly wrapped around you. He never fails to make you laugh.

"I just feel bad keeping this a secret from him." You turn around to be face to face with Steven. "It's been months of sneaking around. I'm always nervous we'll get caught together or I'll blurt it out to him."

"Then why don't we just tell him?"

"Do you want to die! Steven, honestly, do you have a death wish?"

"No, but—"

"Then we can't tell my brother we're together. He'll murder you, and then probably me one he finds out how long I've been lying to him," you say and move your head in the crook of Steven's neck.

"Then we can be together in the afterlife!" Steven folds his arms around you even tighter. "Seriously though, we can't lie to him forever. We've been together for six months already, surely he'll see how much we care about each other and not want to kill us."

"Yeah, maybe," you say halfheartedly and close your eyes, finally letting yourself fall asleep.

The next night, Guns has a gig at the Whiskey A-Go Go. The ritual goes like it has been, they play the gig, you wait for Will to get drunk, and you and Steven sneak out to the back of the club to make out and maybe get felt up a bit before returning like nothing happened.

It isn't different this time. Steven's hands leave your skin ablaze as he lets them wander down your sides and up your thighs. His lips don't leave yours, even as he squeezes your ass and you let out a moan. He grins on your mouth and presses his pelvis up to your stomach.

His mouth leaves yours to press feather light kisses to your cheek before trailing down your jaw and onto your neck, where he sucks nips at. You have to press a hand to your mouth to stay quiet.

"Don't leave marks," you remind him through batted breath.

"I won't," he reassures and silences you with a chaste kiss to your swollen lips before returning his attack on your neck.

You hear footsteps fast approaching, but as quickly as you hear them, Steven is ripped away from you. He's slammed into the brick wall next to you harshly and groans. You jump away and gasp.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" William asks, his voice lower than usual. His green eyes dark and downright scary.

"Will! Let him go, come on. Stop fucking around, you didn't have to slam him into a wall," you say, but your shaky voice falls on deaf ears as Will doesn't move. Your hands grasp at his arm and try to yank him away from Steven, but he's stronger and taller than you and doesn't budge, he just keeps his eyes focused on Steven.

"Nothing!" He squeaks out. Even in the dark, his kiss bruised lips and flushed red face is obvious.

"'Nothing?' That's why you were ten seconds away from fucking Y/N?" Will asks.

"William stop it! You're scaring me! Leave him alone!" You push him again and this time, he relents. Will paces and runs his hand through his red locks while you rush to make sure Steven is ok.

"I'm fine, I'm fine," Steven mutters and presses a kiss to your brow to comfort you, sending you a smile when he pulls away. He keeps his hands on your arms and rubs circles with his thumbs.

"How long has this been going on?" Will asks, crossing his arms as he finally stops his pacing.

"Six months..." Steven says nervously. William scoffs and shakes his head. "But it isn't just fucking around! I love them, Ax. Really."

You smile bashfully, biting your lip to try and contain it. You knew you felt strongly for Steven and that he returned the feelings, but you haven't outright said you loved each other— until know of course.

Will stays silent for a few beats, staring contemplative at Steven. He finally sighs, bring a hand up to rub his temples like he has a building headache.

"Yeah? And you love him, Y/N?" He asks. You nod, reaching out to grab Steven's hand. Steven lets a grin creep on to his face. "Then I guess I can't stop you. But if you ever break their heart, I'll fucking gut you, Adler."

If Will makes Steven nervous, he doesn't show it. He gives him a salute with his puppy dog like smile before sticking out his pinky.

"I promise I'll never hurt Y/N purposely, ever." Will rolls his eyes, the irony makes him nearly groan aloud. He sucks it up anyway when he sees your hopeful expression, hooking his pinky onto Steven's.

"Don't make me regret this, Steven," Will grumbles before leaving and walking back into the crowded club. Steven lets out an exhilarated laugh and kisses you, hard.

"Told you he wouldn't kill me!" Steven exclaims, making you laugh out of surprise.

"And we don't have to sneak around anymore!" Steven kisses you again, and again and again until you're breathless.

"I'm so in love with you," he mumbles between his attack on your lips. You smile, tangling your hands in his aqua-net filled hair.

"As I am with you."

#classic rock imagine #guns n’ roses #guns n’ roses x reader #guns n’ roses imagine #80s #steven adler fluff #steven adler imagine #steven adler x reader #steven adler #axl rose x reader #axl rose imagine #axl rose fanfic #axl rose

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limenysnocket · 3 years

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Salsa Lessons

Summary: Let's take a break... to go on vacation. Since Taika is a snowflake and can't handle the cold, take a trip down south to Puerto Rico!

Pairing: Taika Waititi x Reader

Warnings: SMUT-- oral (f receiving), unprotected sex, dom Taika, a little bit of degradation, swearing, alcohol, (slight) public sex. 18+ ;)

A/N: One last baecation before I disappear again, and I know this'll be good. I KNOW THIS IS LATE. Like... late LATE. Forgive me.

@honorarytenenbaum @olyvoyl @whatwememeintheshadows @mrtommyshelby @dandywaititi

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"MY FACE IS ON FIRE!" Taika was panting and fanning his burning cheeks. The moms running the stand you both went to were cackling at him.

It had been a day since you both landed in Puerto Rico, and after sleeping off the jet lag and trying some of the fine dining, the first thing to do was explore the city, San Juan, from start to finish. Coincidentally, you both walked right into the outdoor market area, where fresh produce was being bought and sold everywhere. That's when Taika, the jackass, got ballsy and decided to try a pepper from one of the stands. He had been warned.

Oh well... guess you can see how that went.

To make up for the commotion caused, you bought a pineapple and a papaya from the same stand, as well as a couple of exquisitely bottled cokes. Taika was consoled, given a bit of coconut milk, and sent right back down the boardwalk. That was the first and last time he tried a freebie from a pepper stand. He was complaining about how his tongue felt (you would have thought that might make him get a little quieter and talk less), and he didn't stop until half of his bottled soda was gone. He sort of forgot about the pain after that and started looking for souvenirs.

You began your walk with him at eight in the morning, sharp. It was near noon by the time you were finished, and Taika had two big bags of fruits and veggies, exotic jewelry, tour maps, and trinkets. You were starving, and, more than once, tried to steal a kiwi from his bags but he would always manage to catch you and slap your hand away.

"They're for later!" He'd say that or make up a different excuse each time.

Taika wasn't neglectful of your hunger, in the end. He took you to a nearby restaurant after doing some searching on his phone and dropping the bags off back at the hotel room.

The restaurant was quaint, but vibrant at the same time. There were colors, dancers, and live music played on a little wooden stage just meters away. Ordering was fine, but it took some time for Taika.

"I've never seen so many things with pineapple in it! And it's not pizza, so it's bound to be good!" He seemed so excited for the food. It made you happy, but you eventually had to pick for him since the waiter was getting tired of actually having to wait.

"I have something special planned for tonight!" Taika exclaimed, the alcoholic drink of his choice being waved around in his hand. You were already reaching for the napkins, afraid he was going to spill something.

So now he tells you...

"Should I be concerned?" your first question came out with ease.

"Honey, if it's anything with me, you should always be concerned," he was smug, but the look on your face told him he needed to fix his wording. "BUT! Uhm... No, no you shouldn't be concerned about where I'm taking you. It's going to be a blast, I promise!"

"Better not be lying, Taik," you warned, and he just started to grin. That made you nervous, but you put the feeling on hold when the food came out.

Two bowls of Asopao de Pollo were placed in front of you and Taika, and they were devoured briefly in the span of thirty minutes. Extra time was added because Taika decided to add hot sauce to his. 'It's to add a kick,' he said. Yeah, whatever.

The rest of the afternoon was spent snacking, and checking out the more historical side of Puerto Rico. Abandoned forts, old canons, battle fields, you name it. It was truly a blast, even when Taika became cocky around one of the forts you visited.

It was at the Sitio Histórico de San Juan when things got... touchy. You were with a group of people, and you and Taika decided to linger around the back so if something interesting was spotted, you wouldn't have to move immediately. Little did you know, Taika was devising a, "ditch the tour guide and go make out somewhere," kind of plan.

Much to your demise, and to your pleasure, the plan worked. The tour guide hardly noticed the two of you disappear down an unknown corridor and push yourselves deep into a dark corner.

The smell was wet, ancient, and dank. Taika had you pressed up against one of the concrete walls while his hands worked their magic, lifting up the hem of your shirt and immediately grasping for your bra. You let him squeeze and grip through the fabric of it and press his body so close to yours, the waistband of his shorts was rubbing a red line across the skin of your stomach.

Your legs trembled while you completely forgot about the tour itself and your fingers started to run through his curly hair. Taika's thigh was moving to be between both of yours and he started to slowly rub the top of his against your clothed cunt. Slowly. Achingly slow.

Whimpers of his name and the sound of your tongue mixing echoed along the dank walls, and whimpers turned to moans, and moans turned into garbled sentences when his hand sunk into your underwear and sought out your clit. You tried to warn him, this was a bad idea. You could be noticed missing from the group and people could come looking for you. There could be papz right around the corner, needing a good look for a filthy headline. He didn't stop, though. He started rubbing faster, playing with you like you were some toy.

You knew he wouldn't give you anything but his fingers. Yet. Taika waited and waited, getting you closer on just clit stimulation, but just as you reached your brink, he started to pull his hand away. Dazed and confused, you looked up, your chest shaking from all the heavy breathing you had been doing. Your hands were grasping at his shirt, damn near begging to have just the tiniest bit more, but the look on his face said it all. Even through the darkness of the corridor.

"What the fuck, dude? I was so close!" You hissed at him. All he did was click his tongue and say:

"That's for later too."

The rest of the tour was dreadful to you. It was long, and hot, and dank while you found your way back to the group. Taika was nonchalantly following just a ways behind you while you consistently traveled in circles or down a corridor and through the next. As if he knew you were getting yourself lost, he eventually stepped in, and lead you back towards the entrance of the fort, where your tour group had huddled together for the last destination and for the tour guide to say goodbye. Oh well, at least you got to take in some historical views.

After one more cramped trolley ride back to the hotel later, you were utterly exhausted, but you knew your night wasn't over yet. Taika still had something planned, and it must have been on the spot this morning too. If he had planned it any further back, he would have blabbed it all out to you by now. You laid on your bed while you could, right on your stomach with your face buried into the pillow, trying to let your heavy eyes fall closed for a second, but the moment you did, you felt a large hand smack you right on the ass.

You flipped over, mad as a hornet when you looked up at Taika. You hadn't heard him come out of the bathroom.

He had dressed himself up in all black. Black button up, tucked into his black pants and pressed firm with a black belt. He looked like one of those pit musicians you'd see when you go to really good musicals with live orchestras.

"Dirty Dancing cosplay, ooor?" you nipped at him and he rolled his eyes.

"Ha ha, you're funny," the sarcasm dripped from him. He then threw a piece of (also black) clothing on. "Put that on."

The reluctance was real, but you followed his orders anyway, grumbling and griping your way through. Turns out it was a dress. A short one, at that, only going down to be just half way down your thighs, but it was comfortable enough. Luckily you had a pair of flats with a slight heel in your bag to pair with it. You had no idea where you were going with him, but you were not about to walk there in heels.

Taika was giving you "the eyes" as you walked out of the bathroom, admittedly messing with the hem of your dress to try and bring it down lower. As a result, came more cleavage that you would have liked, but oh well. At least Taika enjoyed the view.

He took the grocery bags in his hands and in the crook of his arms, and like that, it was time to go.

"We'll be late if we don't rush!" he hurried you. You knew that was just a big fat lie, and he was excited to get to wherever you were going, but you played along for as long as you could.

Taika made you go down the boardwalk again, through flourishes of people while the bags in his arms still jostled from side to side. Eventually, you stopped, just outside of a well lit building, and he took you inside.

He stepped up to a desk, signed something, and set all of the groceries down on the desk. While he did those things, you had a look around. To your left, deeper into the building and with dimmer lighting, there were tables and chairs set up. Almost all of the tables were meant for two, or for four. Before you could investigate further, Taika was back to leading you around, through a few more doors, which opened up to a big ballroom.

A few more people were waiting there, dressed almost in the same fashion as you or even a bit more flamboyantly, and obviously coupled up. Taika wrapped his arm around your waist and made you jolt.

"Care to dance?" he mused quietly and you gulped. You've got to be fucking kidding.

"You're joking," you murmured, but he wasn't, because he took you right over to the group of other couples and started conversing with them while you started to freak out quietly.

Honestly, you had never been the greatest dancer on earth. Sure, you could cut a rug from time to time, but that was in the privacy of your own home or at Taika's place if he happened to pick out a really good song worth dancing to. You knew Taika loved to see you dance, he loved to dance with you most of all, but you both never got into anything fancy.

Now was the time.

Soon, your instructors announced themselves, and the room fell mute while they introduced themselves in their very heavy Spanish accents. You stuck to Taika's side most of the time, even as the mood was set and stone. You would be learning to salsa dance. But what did this have to do with the food? You'd find out later.

To put it simply, things got... touchy. Of course, the one and only Waititi was the one touching you, wrapping his big, strong hands around your hips and making them sway back and forth, but it was personal at some point. His hips were pushed against yours most of the time, and that awakened a more primal sense.

Once the dance had been established, the lavish music and the glow of sweat and cologne heightened your senses, and the lights began to dim or flash with lavish pinks, purples, reds, yellows, and greens. You got lost in the feeling as Taika set his hands on your hips again, his warm palms making your legs ache to feel his skin touch yours. Your back was against his chest while the footwork got complicated. Focused, yet mystical.

All the couples around you, doing the same moves as you, turned to blurry blobs, and your breathing got heavier as the pace of the music piece got faster and faster. Taika's breath drew across your ear, and made you shudder. It nearly knocked you out of focus, because you bumped your hips backwards, and pushed your ass against his hips. Like a chain reaction, you felt his hands squeeze your hips a little more than he was supposed to. So, you bumped your hips back against his again, and suddenly you were whipped around by his hands, and pulled flat against his chest.

The bodies around you still writhed and moved with beauty and grace, then there was you and Taika... in the very middle of the dancefloor while a small hard on pressed against the side of your thigh. He was looking down at you, and through the darkness, just like in the corridor, you could see his expression. It was a look of want. Need.

Before anything could be done, however, the lights flashed back on, and the song had finished. Only you and Taika were out of position. The instructors paid no mind. They just clapped, as well as everyone else. Taika removed his hands from you, but made sure you were close enough to hide the little bump in his pants. You hoped there was nothing other than this, because now you really wanted to get back to the hotel room.

The couples started filing out of the room, back to where the tables and chairs were, and Taika kept you in front of him the entire time, pressed almost a little too closely to him.

"Mr. Waititi," a waitress called to him from the kitchen as you met the front desk again. "Your food has been prepared."

Taika looked at the waitress, then to you. He was debating something. You knew what, but you'd let him figure this out for himself. He was the one with the more visible problem.

"Awesome," Taika sighed, then looked down at you. "Join me for a bite real fast?" He said it through almost gritted teeth. Reluctantly... you agreed.

If it was worth it, that's for you to decide. This place had taken the groceries you bought, fruits and veggies, and made a beautiful dinner with mango kiwi sangria. With the time the lessons had taken, the chefs in the kitchen had made the perfect meal. They had even thrown in a few extra elements like chorizo and perfectly cooked rice dishes. As much as you loved the food, you couldn't forget about the need between your legs. And it was obvious Taika couldnt simply forget about his.

You would watch him squirm in his seat while he sipped on his drink, or you would find him staring at you a little more than usual, and little more intensely with each second. His eyes would gloss over, and his breathing would slow, but he'd snap out of it, only when you said something to him, or a server came out of nowhere to check on both of your meals.

Even if the dinner wasn't as romantic (although more sexually charged than you expected), you still had a fantastic time. As soon as Taika finished his dish, he paid the check and was quick to dash out the door with you at his side. Sure, you managed to have enough time to pack up what was left of your food for later, but that hardly deterred Taika's speed and agility.

The walk back to the hotel room went by faster than you thought. The crowds had started to dwindle, and lights began to dim, because all of the shops and side markets had finally closed down after a long day of work. There was just enough darkness to cover the fact that Taika had his hands all over you. All the way to your room.

The moment you touch the door handle, the frenzy began.

He closed the door with his foot, and with both hands, he grabbed your hips and slammed you against the nearest wall he could find. His lips breathed over yours, whispering dirty praises and hot needs, and his hands reached down to pull up your dress to bunch it around your waist. His hand reached between your thighs, and cupped your wet panties, just over your folds. He started to stroke it, while his lips teased over yours, never kissing you, but needing you.

His strong fingers prodded through the fabric, seeking and searching like he had done with you in the corridor of the filthy base. Filthy actions in filthy places.

You moaned for him, but he seemed busy. He continued to bunch up your dress until your stomach was exposed to him. His parched lips drug themselves down your collarbone, again, avoiding your lips, while your hand shot up into his curly hair.

"Fuck, baby," he muttered, opening his dirty mouth just to use his teeth on you. He bit down on your skin, making a hiss seethe from you through your clenched jaw. "You're so fucking beautiful... making my dick so fucking hard."

You watched him kneel, the position making his pants crumple up, but the bulge in his black pants remained as prominent as ever. His nose brushed over your stomach, and you could feel his tongue prop out softly and hover over the hem of your underwear, just as well as his teeth hooking into them. Your thighs spread on their own, and he started to pull your underwear downwards.

He could see the glisten on your clit and the need drip down your thighs. His tongue poked out again, and you felt it slide across your inner thigh. It crept higher and higher,

He placed sloppy kisses along the soft flesh. The kind of kiss that you could hear. The smack and the pop from the wetness and eagerness to taste more of you and take more of you in. He needed that, and he only got more of it as he neared your core.

"Such a wet fuckin pussy, baby," he groaned and placed his tongue along the lips of your folds. His tongue drug itself along the slit, and dipped in to be right on your aching clit. He swiped his tongue back down, pushing it along your hole. Your legs began to tremble, and he began to dig in like the meal you had gotten at the restaurant only whet his appetite.

He took you seriously this time. The rough pads of his finger nimbly drifting along your hips, tracing every mark, every bump, and every hair, because he wanted to memorize this feeling. He also wanted you to remember these exact moments, when he ate your pussy out on the exotic islands of Puerto Rico.

You gripped his hair so tight, but that only pushed him further into your cunt. His nose swiped along, to add flavor to the sensation. His face, most certainly, would be dripping with you by the end of the night.

How long this went on for? You didn't know. You also didn't know it his goal was to disturb your neighbors, because you got pretty fucking for him at some point. He didn't stop until he was satisfied, and you didn't bother keeping track of how many times you had cum on his tongue. You knew he loved the taste. He loved your taste.

Eventually, you both made it back to the bed for once, after one or two earth shattering orgasms. Thighs shaking, breaths colliding, and tongues twisting. His lips touched yours and your mouth was immediately drenched in your own taste, mixed with his.

He got you out of your dress. You stripped him of his clothes. Skin met skin, and it was an instantaneous bon fire of pure, raw sex.

His hand met your throat and he pushed you against the bed while he sat between your legs, unconsciously rubbing his dick through your folds. His lips were on yours again, and he gave your throat a gentle squeeze from time to time.

"Fuck, Taik, just put it in me," you breathed desperately, and the air grew thick. Your eyes never met his. You just watched the way his hips rolled into you, and took the time to feel his scratchy hair rub against your belly each time. You were addicted.

"You're so soft..." His large hands trailed down your stomach, "I'd rather just play with you and see what would happen if I teased you some more." His snickering and plotting drew a whine from you. It sounded so pitiful, he knew you were on the edge already.

"Aw, pretty girl?" He clicked his tongue in a fake sympathetic way, "You don't like to play games, do you? That's such a shame... I thought fuck dolls loved to be played with."

"Taika," you whined again, and you started to wriggle beneath him.

Taika didn't usually mind it when you wiggled about, but something about tonight, it really pissed him off a small bit.

"You want it?" He hissed. "Fucking fine."

You nearly screamed so loud, the hotel walls would have shook, but he shoved himself in, with hardly any warning, and slapped a hand over your mouth.

"You're such a loudmouth... just shut up and take it," he muttered by your ear, and his hips wasted no time making a fool out of you. While one of his hands stayed over your mouth, the other was planted by your head, almost threateningly, and he gripped the bedsheets. If you had just turned your head a little bit, you would have seen the veins popping on his wrist.

Taika pressed his thumb right on the high of your cheekbone, keeping your mouth clamped shut harder as he lost himself in you. Fuck it, you were gone too. High as a kite as he pummeled you and fucked you up something awful.

He was making your sore already, with the intense clap of his hips that never seemed to slow. He was persistent. He was determined.

You let yourself cum for him way too many times that night, and he knew it. He would watch your eyes roll back, and the way your body would weakly tense each time, like you were recieving an electric shock to the brain. And he kept going. He kept going for a long time.

You just let him use you as the night went on, and the look of satisfaction grew more intensely each time you spilled over. It went on and on and on... until he suddenly just couldn't take it anymore.

"Oh my God," he panted, finally letting you speak out and be more vocal, but he had knocked all the breath from your lungs, so there was nothing you could say. "You're so fucking tight... so fuckin pretty, holy shit."

Taika's head rocked back and his eyes watched the ceiling. Shit. He was starting to give out. Shit, shit, shit.

He hunched back over, his thrusts becoming uneven with the ache of anxiousness and lust. It was a blissful, awful, horrible mix. Taika fucking loved it.

A grunt, a groan, and a brand new hickey to get him through it. He finally gave in, burying his face in the same shoulder he marked you on, kissing, lapping and nipping at your skin, as he came, and filled you up.

His body shook and quivered like an earthquake, and soon he felt much heavier on you. Exhaustion kicked in, and you felt like falling asleep right then and there.

You managed a hand to rub up and down his back, comfortingly, and he would let out the occasional groan in response.

"Do you have any more surprises I should be aware of?" you asked, voice hoarse and very very quiet.

"I might," Taika asked after a long pause of silence. "But those are for later..."

#fineanddandy1kchallenge #fineanddandy #taika waititi #fanfiction #taika waititi x reader #taika waititi imagine #taika waititi imagines #taika waititi/you #taika waititi x you

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minyoongees · 3 years

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FANTASY || JHS

✧ pairing: boyfriend!hoseok x reader

✧ genre: crack, smut

✧ word count: 1.4k

✧ summary: When Hoseok hears the shower running, he can’t help but let his fantasies run wild.

✧ snip: “Who is the intruder in the bathroom he just had potential sex with

✧ warnings: mentions of oc’s body parts in sexual ways, mention of hobi’s body parts in sexual ways, doggy style, begging, hair pulling, mild edging, mentions of an intruder, oc being waaayyy too close to her sister (yes this counts as a warning, y’all single child won’t get it), embarrassing situations

I’d be glad to know what you think of this!

The sound of keys jiggling fills up the empty hallways, practiced hands opening the lock within seconds. It opens with a creak and he cringes. For any sound from him could alert you of his presence and it could shatter his plans of scaring you.

He tip toes inside, softly sliding the keys into his dress pants' pocket. He strides forward slowly to your room, hoping to find you sitting on the vanity so he can scare you enough for you to mess up your eyeliner (he's pure evil and he knows that).

But an empty room and the sound of the shower running bums him out.

“Y/n baby we're gonna be late this way!” He calls out in the general direction of the shower door.

He lifts his arm to look at the watch on his wrist, “It's 7 already! We'll miss our reservation, just try to be quick yeah? I'm waiting outside in your room.”

So much for scaring you, he's got the scare now. They'd cancel the reservation he worked so hard on to book. It's not really a special day, but it really is. It's the same day 2 years ago you and him had sex for the first time after 3 months of dating. Now it wouldn't be something that special, you see (at least not special enough to work a month overtime to afford that expensive restaurant). But you had such explosive sex that day, you couldn't let this opportunity go now.

That day he made you cum 4 times, discovered your love for his tongue and discovered how you it makes you go dizzy when he chokes you a little. He loves to see your ass jiggle when he hits it from behind,

“Hobi, please-”

“What is it baby, what do you want”

You didn't even know what you were begging for, your head was empty except for Hoseok's dick and the way he was making you feel.

“What do you want?” he growled again with a particular sharp thrust of his hips and even any slight thought you might have had, flew out the window. The pleasure made your muscles relax to the point it was hard to speak. So he took the hint for himself.

He grabbed your hair, pulled your back to his chest and began grinding in you. The sudden change in positions had his dick grazing your insides from an angle that gave you the leverage to come back to reality. You moaned and whined so loud at the sensation. The knot in your stomach was loosening up, you were losing your orgasm but you were still so on the edge of it. You whined again, tryna back up into him and he, just chuckled. He chuckled. At your misery. That's right.

But before you could do something about it, Hoseok started thrusting again at a fast set pace.

“Good girls don't whine y/n and you know it, they take what's given to them” He growled.

He snakes his arm around your waist, fingers to your clit and other hand lingering on your neck. He bends you forward and hits right at the spot which makes you go limp in his arms. Any smart reply on your tongue is swallowed back down. Your orgasm creeping back up on you, leaving goosebumps in its wake.

“This is hands down the best sex I've had”

That's what you said to him in the heat of the moment and he hasn't forgotten it ever since. Even in the later hours it kept him wondering what exactly was it that he did to make you feel this way. Though he couldn't pin it exactly, but whatever was it he did, it only got better. Maybe it was the day you got to know one another' s body more, or got more comfortable with each other, but it really did change the way you look at each other now.

He can still hear the shower running. But he's got something else on his mind now.

He lifts himself off your bed and walks to your bathroom door and leans on one shoulder there.

“Hey sweetie!” He calls out, and waits for you to answer.

The shower stops running and he's met with complete silence. He knows you're listening.

“Remember the time you said I was the best sex you've ever had?” Yes, he knows he's twisting your words around, but he cannot bring himself to care enough.

“That was when I tried chocking you for the first time, you were so submissive for me, eyes all droopy. You couldn't even talk all your smart comebacks died down in your throat. Oh I remember the way your ass jiggled and the way you moaned so much, like, it's the most motherfucking beautiful sound I've heard in my life,” getting father away into his memories he didn't even realize when he started to palm himself in his pants.

“Oh I can't wait to see you tonight in that red satin dress of yours. You always look like such a sin, always so submissive for me, making me feel proud that they all know who you belong to.” he violently palms himself, his own hammy fantasies taking him too far. He couldn't think straight. Not right now when all his blood from his brain had rushed to his dick.

“I can't wait to come home and taste your lips like champagne, can't wait to pepper kisses all over your chest and thighs, eat you like the three course meal you are and kiss your fingertips—”

He seemed so adamant on fucking you that the time constraint seemed nothing like a problem to him anymore. But before he could execute it-

The keys jiggle again and he hears the familiar creak of your door opening. Wait- Who else had your keys?

He runs outside the bedroom to find you setting the groceries down on the table.

If you're here then who's in the bathroom taking a shower he just had potential sex with??

Automatically, he assumes the worst when all the blood rushes back to his brain.

“Oh hey Hoseok, when did you get here?” You chime.

“y/n!”

You turn to him startled and he grips your shoulders tight.

“y/n listen to me, now don't panic and listen,” he said, a little too exasperated for him not to be panicking himself “there is an intruder in your house and he's in the shower, I have no idea who he is but you lock the door and I'll call 911, it's okay we don't have to panic—”

“Wait what? The intruder is showering?” you question, like it's the stupidest thing ever, because it is!

“What are you talking about?” you laugh and say.

You took in his form, his formal shirt and those dress pants, silver hoops dangling from his ears, his blonde hair styled back. A small smile arose your lips at the sight of him.

“You forgot didn't you?” you take his hands off your hands and hold them in your hands, “Baby remember how I postponed our date to tomorrow 2 weeks ago because Jisoo was coming over?”

He turns his head back to look at her head peeking out of the door, hair dripping wet, tryna hold in a laugh.

You both look at each and start laughing. Hoseok drags himself to the couch, embarrassed, "Yeah yeah laugh all you want”

He hides his face in his palms and calls out "Noona you should've said something!” his voice muffled.

“Oh it was too funny to stop you, with all the ass jiggling and the three course meal” She laughs again.

“Wait, what?” You question “What happened here?”

Great that's what he needed now.

“Oh nothing sweetie, come here” he pulls you to him with your wrists,”I might've said something about how I wanted to fuck you tonight because I thought it was you in the shower.” He says in a small voice into your skin. Even saying it out loud now makes his skin crawl.

He can hear Jisoo laughing again with you as you place yourself next to him on the couch. You take his hand from between his palms and press a soft kiss on his cheek

You take the moment to put your lips next to his ear and whisper,"Don't worry, it'd be better than your fantasy”

#bts smut #bts drabble #bts smut drabble #hoseok smut #hoseok #hoseok imagines #hoseok smut drabble #bts #hobi smut

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all-about-seggs · 3 years

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┗ Love- Lies- Bleeding

Pairing - Geto Suguru x Virgin!reader

Word count- 4.8 K

Warnings - Gaslighting, Corruption kink, snuff (not graphically depicted) and then reincarnation, cunnilingus, fingering, unprotected vaginal sex, adding blasphemy kink just to be safe.

A/n- Geto isn't a yandere here but it's Villan! Geto we're talking about so I think his actions are pretty in line with his current canon! Personality. Though a bit delusional. This is by FAR the longest thing I've ever written.

The gray cobblestones stretching across the shrine clicked against your thick wodden sandles, the quaintness of the place only making it seem unnaturally loud. It's was a regular autumn morning, which soon turned into noon as you felt the bright sun shining right on top of your head.

Having finished your morning tasks you were returning to the main shrine where the senior priestess would give you further things to do. Just the thought of more work non stop made you sigh at your monotonous shrine maiden lifestyle but as you lamented you heard footsteps behind you, the sound of which same as that of your own.

"Hey!.....", You turned around to see your little sister huffing as she catches up to you,

" y/n! He's here again!," The implications of her words made your face heat up, sure you were still a bit green and naive, but you made sure to discreet when it came to 'looking' at that one particular man that always seem to stand out among the hoards of faceless people you saw visiting the shrine everyday.

"How many times have I told you not to phrase it like that! You'll get me in trouble with the priestess!", Scrambling to get yourself together you retort sharply.

"Oh come on! Youre the one who used to stare at him from a distance like a lovesick teenager! Atleast now you're talking to him like a normal person", In terms of liveliness the sound of your back and forth was the only thing the place had.

"Watch it! If someone hears you we'll both get scolded", gently warning her again you find yourself turning back to where she came from. The other part of the premises where the peculiar man would be standing, as usual, in all his serene beauty, on the brigde overlooking the small lake.

A man in traditional Japanese cloths that you rarely see anyone wearing these days came to your shrine everyday, without fail for the past month. Everything from his attire to his elegant long hair left you in a trance and your eyes would naturally follow him.

Something about the fact how he'd always come here but never to pray or wish striked you as odd so at first you just observed and even before completely wrapping the situation around your head you two started sharing numerous conversations of the huge world that was right outside but so far away from your reach, his words fuelled the budding curiosity in your heart, the vastness of which made your trips to the lake, the most refreshing part of your otherwise monotonous daily routine.

Even if all you did was talk, a 'supposidly' demure maiden working in a shrine, skipping on her duties and rushing to the other side of the ginormous area to see a man felt almost elicit, scary even when you consider the consequences that would come if you were to get found out. The charisma his every action held was beyond resistance and you soon found yourself enraptured by the male despite everything.

"This is so pointless" you huffed, smiling out of self pity to hide the more frustrating emotions twirling within you.

"Yet you do it everyday", with a small nudge from her elbow you made your way straight to the lake, forgetting about your obligations as a shrine maiden, the responsibilities, the restrictions and all inhibitions put upon you in the name of god.

With quick steps you soon found yourself at the base of the curved brigde,

"Good afternoon Mr. Geto", your greeting came out in a rush, trying to ignore the warmth of your face, but your attempts at hiding your flustered state didn't go unnoticed by the man in front of you.

" Seems like you've been having quite a hectic day", smiling in his usual serene way Geto gracefully turns his head in your direction.

" Not any more than usual", calming your erratic heartbeat you slowly close the distance between the two of you and stand beside him on the arch of the bridge.

" It's really nice here", He remarked, his eyes sweeping across the tiny fishes swimming near the surface of the lake. You stared at him for a little while before finally asking the one thing that drew you to him the most.

" I always wondered, why do you come here everyday if you don't even want to go to the main shrine to pray?. Surely it's not just for this scenery."

" Hmmm? Pray for what?", Not particularly moved by your question he quizzically tilt his head.

"Well.....you know, the usual, success in job, finding a significant other or maybe even something materialistic? Although I doubt you're interested in the last one", you laugh a little to take the edge off your slightly personal question.

"Dreams come true through steadily applied efforts not praying", with his sage like appearance, his words didn't came off as a shock.

"Not the best thing to say to a shrine maiden but I guess it's somewhat true", Quipping back you just looked at him with a smile, silently revelling on your familiarity with each other.

"What about you? You never look like you're having fun while working here.... As if you're the one who's not satisfied with you're job" His voice took a more serious note and asked the question you always tried to push away but for the first time, you felt safe. Safe in talking about things what most people around you would call blasphemy.

"Yeah well, I wouldn't say it's my life's calling. It's basically following the ideals that has been written by others and just blindly following them day in and day out", just as you finished your sentence you realised how shallow and sad you just sounded but the slightly widened eyes of Geto was what made you mentally kick yourself before you hastily try to smooth things over.

" But! It's not that bad! Once you get used to-", after a few lighthearted words to clear the heavy atmosphere that was building up you were cut off with one long finger hovering just above your lips.

" It's okay, you don't have to worry about being judged with me", not touching your lips he quickly retreats his hand back,

"It's only natural to question your ideals and beliefs when you actually start thinking about them, it's a proof of growing up. I can say it was the same for me as well, I had thought I'd spend my whole life sequestered in 'that' place but...." His gaze takes on a far off quality as his words fade.

"What changed then?", Without even knowing why, you urged him to continue.

"Well, I grew up and realised mine were just idealistic views, far from practical."

"Wait! How old are you now?!", Unable to ignore your budding curiosity you went on,

With a soft flick to your cheek he snorted in amusement, his low baritone made you recognise your own rudeness as you rub the non existent pain off of your face.

"It's not polite to ask strangers their age, regardless of their gender, young lady".

"I'm sorry! It's just, your answer...... Was kinda vague so...." Trailing off, the fact that he didn't owed you any explanations dawned on you making you stop. But the sudden halt in your unabashed questioning didn't go unnoticed by the long haired man so he continued, as if reading your thoughts.

"Everyone's entitled to act idiotically every once in a while but you sure are abusing your privilege", he went on, after a few words of sass.

" It took a while but, I soon discovered my true feelings about the world I lived in and how I wanted to change it", The unshakeable conviction of his voice reverberated through your ears and there seemd to be more to the hint of darkness in his downcast eyes, but further questions left your brain as you felt genuine resolve through his words.

Before you could process what's happening, Geto pulled you in close, resting his hands on either side of the brigde railings, caging you inbetween the low wall and his body.

"How about we run away to a better world together?", not waiting for you to protest he spoke. The words falling from his lips were casual enough to make you overlook the outrageousness of their meaning and your oddly intimate position did nothing to stop your brain from short circuiting.

"The decision is yours y/n but I'll be waiting anyway," his voice seems to trail a little before he bends down, his thin lips ghosting over your right ear, " you see, I hate it when even the good gets destroyed along with the bad", with that he quickly pulles his body back, letting you have your personal space again.

"I'll come back here at 8 'o' clock tonight",

After announcing that smoothly, he turns his back away and walks off to the exit, leaving you gob smacked at his confusing words.You watch him saunter off, still to awestruck to move when you finally take a note of your own unsteady breaths and face that radiated heat rivaling the sun atop.

" Who would- even go along with that crazy idea", your meek words get lost in the now empty place but the longing in your eyes to see what lied beyond your conservative lifestyle was as clear as the autumn sky hanging above.

You turn your back on the place and jog off in an effort to escape your own complicated feelings on the matter. His casually spoken words clawed at your heart, an entire different life was just one step away and it was shocking to even you how much trust you were subconsciously putting in every single word he says.

The conflicting thoughts in your head kept you busy the entire walk from the bridge to at the door of the only home you had known for so many years and never once your feet held such hesitation as you entered the building to continue the tasks you had left behind for the momentary change you craved so much.

The evening passed by in a flash, the thumping of your heart only getting louder with each passing hour. You just got out of your bath and were getting ready to help with dinner when you heard two voices coming form one of the senior priestess's room

"I saw her talking to a man, he didn't looked like a -", their words weren't clear but one thing was. Their topic of discussion was you.

"No he was wearing a hakama", it was getting harder and harder to breath with every second. If they were to tell that to your other supervisors then it would become very difficult for you to live here.

"So he could be from a neighbouring temple, maybe just asking about something general?"

"But weren't they standing too close?"

Listening in from behind the door all you could make out was that they clearly saw you and Geto, but one thing was certain. You were about to be very strictly reprimanded for just having curiosity.

Before you could even think up of some excuses to get yourself out of this mess the previous offer of his night time rendezvous flashed in your mind. It got you thinking, if you were going to be made to stay under supervision for a while anyway then the least you could do was to meet Geto one more time so as to let him know that his idea was indeed crazy and that life wasn't that easy for you to give up on everything you've done until now just on a whim.

You couldn't exactly get to a proper conclusion, sure leaving seemed like the better option but the fact that you'll be heavily dependent on Geto for everything didn't sit will with you either. It's not like you had any other skills or connections and even if he said he'd take you with him, you weren't fully ready to trust him on that. Why would you? It's not like you two were connected or related in any way.

The meeting time was approaching fast and since it's dinner time soon most of the girls would be around the dining area to help. It was the perfect opportunity to slip out unnoticed and come back after explaining things to the kind person who brought a few extra colors in your dull life.

Shakily you made you way to the back door, knowing full well you're about to commit another offense.

In a few minutes you reached the bridge, it was empty right now, indicated that your are ether early or that maybe Geto was actually just messing with you and oddly enough you felt your stomach drop at the thought of the second option.

But before you could overthink out the negative options you sense eyes on your back and whirl around to see a happy looking Geto strutting towards you.

" I take it you have decided to entrust yourself to me?", Greeting you with his self assured words he smiles amicably at you.

" Actually- I've decided to not leave", you say, with both sadness and regret in your voice.

He listenes to you in silence, his face doesn't look convinced no matter how much you explain but he never interrupts you until you're finished.

" So, Is that what you really want? To rot in a place which binds you to unnecessary obligations?", He blankly says, after you're done.

"It's only natural to lose something in order to attain greater things y/n", steping in your personal space again he peers at you face, his eyes were slited enough to hide their true intentions yet leaving just enough space for the moonlight to give them an otherworldly glow.

His beautiful face just centimetres away from yours and before you can finish he grabs you by the chin and delivers a mind blowing kiss.

This wasn't good for your heart. Your previous resolve was melting, just like the rest of you. Geto quickly slipped his hot tongue inside your mouth, exploring every nook and cranny of it.

"Why are you going so far?", You ask, still not entirely convinced.

" Because we are the same, that's why I know what you want and I can give that to you. So trust me okay?", A few seconds pass as you both stare into each other, when you finally heave a sigh of defeat.

" I do want more than just a life of modesty,", having changed you decision yet again you look up at the man in a renewed resolve.

"That's my girl!", Almost excitedly he envelopes you in a warm hug,

"Well y/n? How exactly do you want to celebrate your new found freedom? ", giving his words a suggestive tone he leaned forward to press his lips against your ear, placing light kisses up and down its lobe.

A surge of heat runs through your confounded heart, voice raspy as you reply " Ofcourse I want to do it with you", the snickering above you made you realise the innuendo your words held,

" I meant the celebration! It as in the CELEBRATION OKAY?!", Frantically, you push against his chest to break your embrace, trying to explain the simple meaning behind your previous words but even so, you'd be lying to yourself if you said that the thought of sleeping with him never crossed your mind.

The unmarried virgin criteria you had to fulfill in order to be a shrine maiden was in the past now. So you couldn't find any reason to hold back now.

" I'd be an honor," Geto's melodious voice reverberated through the entire room and you whip your head upwards to look for the confirmation you needed.

With minimal amount of words Geto took you to a near by cottage, saying he atleast wanted your first time to be in a proper place. You thought he was staying at just a room in that cottage but it turned out he had rented the entire place.

For you, it was quite a luxurious thing, while it was something you'd love to revel in, you had other, more important matters to give your attention too.

With a soft click, Geto opens the bedroom door and ushers you in, you breathing coming out irregular, and you were almost shaking in both excitement and nervousness.

What if he doesn't like how I look like naked? Would he like it better if I had shaved? Wait- I hope I'm not wearing my ugly panties today!. While you were freting the small details, the long haired man quietly made his way towards the bed, where you sat, buring his face at the crook of your neck as his arms wrap themselves around you.

"White suites you",His voice rumbled in your ears, his tone as smooth and sweet as honey when he slipped his hand inside the collar of your top, parting the neatly tucked fabric until your chest was exposed. The sudden contact with the air and his hands made your nipples perk up. He fondles them a little while kissing up your neck and shoulders.

Slowly he undos the cloth belts that tied your red hakama to place and eventually you feel them loosen up and then down to the ground, leaving you in just your open white kosode.

Being so exposed in front of a man and that too for the first time made you instinctively cover your chest and crotch, but it was pointless really, because even your hands couldn't hide the dampness of your panties from the sharp eyes that seems to look straight through your meek attempt at modesty.

"Come on, show me everything", his eyes met yours, all attention on you and it was almost disconcerting how vulnerable his eyes made you feel.

Felling a warm rush of blood to your face, you slowly loosen the grip of your hands around your body, letting Suguru pry them off until they rested limply on your sides. Slowly you lie down flat on your back, shyly looking away.

"Getting embarrassed is fine, but there's no need to hid yourself, It's only natural to want to look at your lover's body",He says it with such low, sweet, seduction that your toes curl in response, the word 'lover' ringing in your ears sent your heart in a frenzy.

Slipping the rest of your garments off of your shoulders he gently kisses your ear, licking the contours of your jaw and all the way to the hollow of your throat. His mouth nibbed at the skin beneath as his smooth tongue caressed the marks it left behind.

Soon he latched his lips onto on of your nipples, his teeth grazing the hardened tips pulled a few moans out of you, his long hair tickled your skin wherever they fell and it took everything in you to stop yourself from grabbing onto them.

Moving lower, he soon reached your pussy, already dripping with arousal. You felt his breath on your folds as spreaded them with one of his hand and gave the smooth space inbetween a long lick.

Sucking on your clit with fervor, his arms around your hips traced it's dips and curves as he delves deeper into your moistened sex. Your moans were inevitable at this point, the feeling his mouth in the most intimate part of your body was making you shiver in ecstasy but as soon as he brought his hand near your hole you felt your thighs clench.

"Don't worry I'll only use one finger at a time to get you all nice and ready for later" Gentle reassurances flowed naturally out of his mouth as he covers his fingers in your slick before spreading your pussy more.

His digits push past your folds and buries themselves deep into your throbbing pussy, the sensation of being penetrated both new and arousing. Geto slowing moves his finger in and out as his tongue latches on to your clit again.

The sensations of being licked and fingered together intermingled in your body, bringing you closer to your release in no time. Although it was a good thing you didn't wanted to end it so quickly. He was undeniably good with his hands, knowing when exactly to add another finger or when to curl or rub them inside.

Maybe it's because it was your first time but the onslaught of your orgasm leaves you shaking and moaning wildly in the most unladylike ways you have ever acted. It was embarrassing how much you ended up enjoying while Geto did all the work.

Though he pushes you to your limit you can't help but want to watch his every movement, anticipation building inside you when he raises his head and props himself on his knees to get a better look at your blissed out face. You let out a sigh of longing as he bought his glistening digits to near your face as a proof of you how good he made you feel.

" I'm glad you like it honey", his voice dangerously seductive, he licks his fingers just as erotically, making you embarrassed.

" Let's move onto the part where you cum on my cock now shall we?", His crudeness may have been shocking but right now all you cared about was the cumming part so you let him manhandle your throbbing form until he properly lines himself up against your hole.

Suguru didn't removed his cloths fully, just loosened his hakama just enough to whip his member out.

" Deep breaths now y/n", his gentle guiding eased your mind, and so you relax your body to take him in because even if it's your first time, you were pretty sure he was big enough to make anyone ache.

A warm tingling pain tears through your core which soon mealted into something more euphoric, unbearably good even, making you cry out in ecstasy. He filled you up to the brim and you wondered how bad it will ache tomorrow. As soon as he bottomed out in you, the entire aura of the person about you changed and the room felt like it dropped a few degrees in temperature.

It was not what you'd expected as your first time. Not the painfully rough speed he started with. Not the large hand around your neck that threatened to cut off your air supply. And certainly not the cold, detached look in his face.

Even when your breathing was getting shallower by the second you still writhed in pleasure. It was alarming as to how much you were willing to entrust your entire self to Suguru who was nothing if not composed, keeping his hand firmly around your neck while thrusting his member in and out of your pussy, fucking you like some sort of rag doll.

Long gone was the mild mannered person you looked up at with heart eyes, maybe he was just different in bed, that's what you wanted to tell yourself but the lack of consent and the level of his roughness kept you from doing so.

He eventually let go of your neck, only to flip you on your stomach and shoved his cock inside from an even deeper angle. He didn't let you tap out until you came twice, with your third orgasm approaching just as fast.

The sumptuous heat from his body lingers on yours for sometime even after he pulls himself out

And you felt that the longer you stayed in his embrace, the more darkness seeped into you which would surely make you go numb eventually

You wanted to ask Geto what was happening but a few broken screams were the only thing you could make out, everything was sudden, how the pain made your vision go white to then pitch black and as your consciousness left your body all you could hear was Geto's calm voice.

" Next time you wake up, well be in a better world"

The few rustling sounds of fabric brought you back to the waking world, the dark blue skies outside with flashes of gold inbetween told you it was just the crack of dawn.

You slowly prop yourself up in a sitting position to look around the unfamiliar room.

You catch your reflection in the nearby window next to your bed, you looked the same save for the few indecipherable marks here and there.

" Good morning y/n", Quickly looking at your right, you see Geto just walking out of the bath, his mascular form only covered by a thin cottan kimono.

He was behaving normally, as if the events of last night didn't happen. So normally that you were starting to think you may have hallucinated the whole thing.

Walking towards your sitting form, Geto bends down to cup your jaw and layers his mouth on yours, the scent of his shampoo tingling your senses almost made you forget about everything else.

He breaks the kiss, gazing at your downcasted eyes, the heat from your face made him chuckle.

"Quite an innocent reaction considering all the things we've done", he smirks triumphantly at you, his eyes a mix of dark but intense passion. All the things huh. You thought. Your mind was still in a haze and it was talking longer to process your words and thoughts.

"What happened last night?, I can't remember everything properly", you were expecting straight answers, that how did you passed out or where you exactly were right now but Geto seemed to go off on his own tangent.

You were just like my past self,", were, he said. As if you're something else now. The man in front of you was changing his colors faster than you could comprehend his words and it was terrifying you.

"That's why it's my duty to show you everything that life has to offer, the entire extent of it. As long as you stay by my side.", Not paying an ounce of attention to your shocked state he want on,

" The people you were staying with before were only going to confuse you further, that's why I had to take you away".

"You are the most free and safest at my side, darling. But if you still want your preistess life back then, I'll be your god and you can spend the rest of your life worshipping me instead"

Of course, he didn't saw you as an equal who could stand beside him, you weren't even his lover, just someone below him who he needed to worship the ground he walked upon in. But even so, the fear you experienced just a few minutes ago dissipated, bringing back the curiosity that was at its height whenever he was around.

"Were you lonely?",Geto's eyes trailed up and down your face which halted in their track after hearing your words which oddly resembled pity.

" What-", the previously composed and slitted eyes expanded a little before his expression abruptly shifts, turning serious, making you flinch under its sharp gaze, the animosity that surrounded him contrasted with the previous tender kisses and touch.

With his one large hand he grabbed your face from the base of your jaw, painfully lifting it up until your entire body was a few centimetres above the surface of the bed.

" Listen up y/n, I didn't brought you here to dote on you and the only reason I wiped out your silly little shrine because I can't stand hypocrites who spread false teachings written by equally hypocritical people. It was your job to worship things you couldn't see before and now you have to do the same job for someone you can see. That's. All."

"Ofcourse, leaving isn't an option.I've turned your body into a reincarnated curse. If any of the Jujutsu tech people caught you roaming around, it'll be instant exorcism for you." He lets go of your face and sits next to your form, Geto was quite for a while, giving you time to sort out your own feelings on the matter.

You knew what was happening now. Inbetween those conceited words flashes of the warm blooded man behind the god slipped out and you had to resist the overwhelming urge to comfort the person who just confessed to have burnt down the shire you were living in just until a few days ago. Maybe your thought process was altered just like the rest of you body, or maybe you were always this crazy too.

The source of your sympathy was unknown but the twisted obsession of his was provided you with more solid answers.

Your meeting, the conversations, how you eloped together. All of it made sense now. He wanted to save you from the oppressive state of the place you had spend most of your life in, ofcourse he would. He was thinking of you in ways no one ever had. He loved you in ways no one ever will, or could for that matter.

And you,

You loved him too. You had to.

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What Happens Here | Finan x OC One Shot

Prompt: There's Only One Bed (as joked about with @emilyhufflepufftlk!) Title Inspired by the song "What Happens Here" by Zara Larrson!

Warning: Recreational Drinking & Smut. Lots of Smut

Words: 4318

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She wasn't sure why she was here. Well, she was, Sigrid's baby brother was getting married this weekend. Her family followed many old norse traditions (never mind the fact that his fiance was Christian) so weddings in their family were a big deal. When her brother, Sihtric, called Sigrid to tell her the news he all but begged her to come home for the wedding.

They were the only family that mattered, In each other's eyes, it was a big deal for her to go home.

So she did.

Sihtrics' fiance made plans for the wedding party to stay in the same house for the whole weekend. The wedding party included all their friends… all of which are either married or dating each other.

One, then, would understand just how awkward it is when Sigrid finds out she'll be sharing a room with the only other single person in the party.

Her brother's best friend, Finan.

She didn't know much about the guy other than the fact that they went to Uni together, and that she just beat him out for best man.

Talk about being set up for disaster.

"Sigrid, I didn't realize you would make it in time," Sihtric tried to apologize privately after his fiance, Ealhswith, broke the news, but Sigrid just wasn't having it, "Maybe we'll ask one of the guys to just.. double up or something."

"Your entire wedding party is couples, Sihtric, you can't just ask them to not share a room with their partner," Sigrid argued as she slumped into a chair in her brothers' suite, "I can go to a hotel, it's fine."

"You're my sister, I want you here," Sihtric told her with a sad look, "Let me talk to Finan when he gets here."

"Tell me the room has a couch, at least?" Sigrid asked him and the look he gave her was not very comforting, "Why are you like this?"

"It's one weekend, Sigrid, please! I get married tomorrow," Sihtric walked over to his sister and got on one knee as he begged her, "all you have to do is play nice-"

"I am always nice!" Sigrid argued with a smirk across her face, but seeing the puppy dog look on her brother's face was enough for her to oblige, "Fine! I'll share the room, but he's sleeping on the floor."

"Thank you, Sigrid!" Sihtric smiles as he jumps to hug her, making the chair fall over.

Sigrid laughed as they fell, hugging him back, "Alright, alright! Let's get going, I need a drink!"

"I'm sure Ealhswith has started the party without us," Her brother laughs as they both get up, and fix the chair before heading down to the main living space of the house

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Finan gets to the house last and everyone is starting to drink without him. Since everyone is drinking, no one sees him sneak in, finding Uhtred in the kitchen.

Uhtred was another groomsman, as well as Sihtric's cousin.

"Uhtred?" Finan questions as he finds his friend, who smiles at the sight of him, "Good lord, what have you done to your hair?"

The last he saw his friend, Uhtred had long hair with the sides shaved and the rest shoved in a high ponytail. Now that was gone too and the long hair cut short.

"Ah, Gisela did not want me to look like a heathen for my cousin's wedding," Uhtred chuckles as he greets his friend with a handshake, "How was the drive?"

"Long," Finan huffs with a smile, "Where's my room? I need to change."

"Your room," Uhtred snickered as he pulled out a bunch of shot glasses from a cabinet, "Someone should have been here earlier.. you would have had a better pick."

Finan scrunches his brows, "Why- where am I?"

Uhtred glances his way and shrugs, turning back to what he was doing, "You should be asking who you are with."

"Seriously? Sihtric wants me to share a room?" Finan questioned Uhtred, who snickers his breath as he found a bottle and started to pour them shots, "With who? No one else is staying here."

"The best man," Uhtred explained with a smirk on his lips, "You'll be fine."

Finan took one of the shots and downed it quickly, Uhtred already filling his glass, "I thought Sihtrics' best man wasn't coming tonight?"

"Apparently they made the flight," Uhtred tells him as he puts the rest of the shots on a tray to carry to the other room.

Finan didn't know much about the man who managed to upstage him as best man for his best friend's wedding, other than they were siblings. One he hadn't seen in a long time. It's hard to be mad at being picked over family, except for when you've known the guy for 5 years, and not once has he mentioned having a brother.

But it was not Finan's wedding, it was Sihtrics'.

Uhtred and Finan make their way into the main living room just as Sihtric and a woman Finan has never seen before enters the room. Sihtric drags her closer to the group of couples who make up the rest of the wedding party, and points to the woman, "Everyone, you remember my sister? Sigrid, this is the rest of the wedding party."

A sister?

Finan only learned about a brother… but a sister? He had no idea.

"It's nice to see everyone, again," Sigrid says with a chuckle and a slight wave, looking around at everyone in the room.

As her eyes meet Finan's, he can feel his heart drop to his feet. She's fucking gorgeous.

Uhtred puts the tray of shots down on the coffee table in the middle of the room, and everyone else reaches over to grab a shot.

"Wait!" Uhtred shots before anyone has a chance to take their shot, "Perhaps the maid of honor and best man should say a few words?"

Gisela; Uhtred's wife and Ealhswith's maid of honor, is first to stand, "To Sihtric and Ealsie! We all wish you many happy years together!"

Gisela then glances at Sigrid, and for a moment Finan is really confused.

That is... until she starts to speak.

"To my baby brother and his wife to be," Sigrid adds as she raises her shot glass, "Anyone who can put up with Sihtric is a saint, we are happy to have you become one of us, Ealhswith." Ealhswith wipes a tear from her face as Sigrid tips her glass just slightly, "Cheers!"

The rest of the party yells cheers, except for Finan, who's frozen in place looking mighty confused.

"You alright there, Finan?" Asks Osferth, Sihtrics' childhood friend and another groomsman, as he walks over and nudges his arm.

"I am… lost," Finan explains as he raises the shot glass to his lips.

"Oh, I should've told you," Uhtred puts his hand on Finan's shoulder and smirks, "Sihtrics' sister is his best man."

The words come out of Uhtred's mouth just as Finan takes his shot, causing the Irishman to choke on his liquor.

"She's what?!"

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"He's handsome isn't he?" Gisela whispers to Sigrid as she lifts the cocktail to her mouth.

"Who?"

"Finan, Sigrid, are you not listening!" Ealhswith tries to whisper but she's a bit tipsy so it's not really as quiet as she intends.

Sigrid glances over her future sister-in-law's shoulder at the men, who are currently in the middle of a drinking contest. From the looks of it, Sihtric is not winning.

Next to her brother, cheering him on is Finan. There's a big, cheeky, smile on the Irishman's face as he encourages Sihtric to keep drinking and for just a moment, she can see his eyes glance her way.

Okay, maybe they are onto something.

Finan is tall with longish hair and a thick beard. Sigrid guesses he must work out with just how his broad his shoulders are, and his even broader chest… and those arms-

Okay, fine. He's gorgeous. They win.

But she won't tell them that, "Yeah. He's alright."

"Oh come on," Eadith chuckles, playfully shoving Sigrid's side, "Most of us would like a piece of that Irish-"

"Eadith!" Gisela gasps with a smile.

"What," Eadith shrugs, "I have eyes, I can use them."

"Osferth doesn't satisfy enough, Eadith?" Sigrid smirks, leaning back on the couch. They were an odd couple, Eadith and Osferth, but the two of them seemed to really work in sync.

"Oh he satisfies just fine," Eadith raises a brow as she takes a sip of her drink, "There is nothing I would change about how that man performs in bed."

"Alright- I've heard enough," Sigrid raises her hand as she leans forward to put her drink down and the other girls boo her and laugh at her embarrassment, "I need to piss, and you ladies need water."

"Ah, come on, Sigrid, don't be a prude!" Ealhswith whines as Sigrid starts to rise from her seat.

"I draw the line on sharing sex life secrets of men I've known since I was a child," Sigrid laughs as she gets to her feet and heads for the bathroom.

When she gets to the bathroom, she wets her face a bit to cool herself down, grateful she isn't wearing much makeup. After a deep breath, she starts to open the door to leave, and on the other side waiting is Finan.

"Oh, I didn't realize-"

"No it's fine," Sigrid tells him as she tries to go around him awkwardly. He doesn't move much, so they are pretty close to each other as Sigrid tries to go around but instead of moving they both find themselves stuck chest to chest in the doorway.

She's never been a shy woman, but she usually isn't the one to make the first move. So tonight, she's lucky she's tipsy because now she has all the confidence she needs to do whatever stupid thing she wishes.

Include flirting with this man.

"So you're the man I'm supposed to share a bed with," Sigrid smirks as her chest rises and falls with every deep breath she takes.

Finan raises a brow, "I thought it was just a room."

"I don't know if you've been in there yet," Sigrid glances down the hall to make sure no one is coming, and then looks back at Finan, "But there's only one bed."

"What a shame," Finan tells her as he leans forward, stopping right as he hovers her lips, "Looks like you'll be on the couch."

Sigrid doesn't break eye contact as she takes a deep breath and then smirks, "What couch?"

He leans back with eyebrows scrunched and a semi smile on his face, and Sigrid takes that moment to wink and walk away.

She has no idea how she's expected to spend the night alone with this man.

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Finan is fucked.

More than fucked.

He's been trying to fight the urge to flirt with his best friend's sister all night, because… you know... best friend's sister.. and then he runs into her by the bathroom. It was so painfully tempting to pull her into the room, lock the door, and do whatever he can to please her but he contains himself.

Because that's his best friend's sister, and he really shouldn't fuck her.

But he really wants to.

And it's not just because she's gorgeous. It's her light smile, the way she laughs, and her eyes… Sigrid has the bluest ocean eyes Finan just wants to get lost in.

He's trying not to focus on the fact that they've basically set him up. Giving Finan the room with a single bed and single women.

At least… he thought she was?

"Osferth," Finan leans over the kitchen island so he can quietly ask his questions to his friend, "Sigrid isn't… taken, is she?"

"Why? Sharing a room seeming less terrifying and more interesting?" Osferth questions with a smirk of his own and Finan snacks the side of his head.

"I'm just asking, I don't want to make her uncomfortable," Finan tells him, hoping his excuse doesn't make him seem too pathetic.

"Just keep your pants on and you shouldn't have a problem," Uhtred laughs as he enters the kitchen with two empty cups in his hand.

"Where's Sihtric?" Osferth asks as Uhtred joins them at the island.

"I think he's gone to consummate his wedding a touch early," Uhtred laughs and the other two men roll their eyes.

"How are the women?" Finan asks, more curious about Sigrid than the rest of them...

"Gisela is tired, and Eadith may need help getting to her bed," Uhtred answers, looking directly at Osferth as he brings up his girlfriend.

"That's my cue then," Osferth chuckles, "Goodnight, gentlemen."

Finan and Uhtred wave goodnight as Osferth walks away, and when Finan looks at Uhtred he has a devious smile on his face, "What?"

"Sigrid has already headed to bed if you wish to join her," Uhtred tells Finan with a raised brow.

Finan rolls his eyes as he wipes his hands across his face, "Uhtred-"

"Your secret is safe with me," Uhtred laughs as he raises his hands in the air.

"And what secret is that?" Gisela questions as she enters the room.

"There is no secret, Gisela, I think your husband is drunk," Finan tells the women and Uhtred laughs again.

"If you want to fuck her just go ahead and do it, no one will tell Sihtric," Uhtred tells him, and Finan groans as Gisela hits her husband.

"Uhtred!"

"She's your cousin…"

"I'm not the one who wants to fuck her," Uhtred tells them in his own defense, "And besides, if you do decide you don't like her then Sigrid goes back to New York and you never see her again."

Gisela sighs heavily, disappointed with her husband, "Uhtred, you are awful."

"I am brutally honest, it's a gift," Uhtred shrugs as he pulls his wife close, "And you married me, remember?"

Gisela rolls her eyes and smirks his way, "Unfortunately, I do, and we should get to bed."

Uhtred raises a brow with interest, and immediately starts to pull his wife away, "Goodnight, Finan."

"Goodnight," Finan tells them as he's left alone in the kitchen. Now that he is alone, he sighs, and then makes his way to the main living room.

The room is empty now, with everyone going to their respective rooms. He can very well go upstairs, grab his things and then sleep on the couch. They look like they'd be unbearable to sleep on, but it would be better than attempting to share a room with Sigrid. It's the smarter choice, he tells himself as he heads upstairs to get his things.

There is no way he'll survive a night alone with that woman.

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Part of Sigrid is grateful she went upstairs first, she was able to change into a comfortable pair of joggers, a baggy shirt, and a sports bra. She thought about forgoing the bra altogether, but she's a bigger chested girl and her back wouldn't be happy with that.

So instead, she chooses to go without her underwear.

But now she's alone for a while now, and part of her wonders if Finan is alone on the couch trying to sleep. She can't imagine they're any more comfortable to sleep on than they were to sit on, and starts to feel bad for claiming the room for herself.

Sigrid even feels bad enough to gather some of the extra blankets and pillows in the room and go to the door and bring them downstairs to Finan, but he's standing right there when she opens the door.

"Oh," Sigrid smiles shyly at the sight of him, "Hey, I was just going to-"

"I- I just came up here for my stuff," He stutters with a smile and after a moment or two they both chuckle.

Sigrid and Finan stare at each other for a few moments before she finally tells him, "Come in, it's your room too after all."

"I shouldn't stay," Finan tells her with a soft voice.

He's sweet and definitely not as forward as most of the men Sigrid has encountered in her life. It's a nice change of pace, to do the chasing instead of being chased.

"What If I want you to stay," Sigrid smiles, throwing the pillow in her hand back into the room, which frees her hand to take Finan's, "There's space in here for the both of us."

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There's space in here for the both of us.

Finan swallows hard as Sigrid takes his hand and pulls him into the room, dropping the spare blankets she once held onto the floor. This must be a dream. Perhaps he's already asleep on the couch because there's no way this woman is leading him across the room towards the bed. She can't possibly be unbuttoning his shirt, agonizingly slow, working each button slowly with soft fingers.

He wants to devour this woman whole.

"Sigrid," He calls her name and she hums in response as she focuses on finishing his shirt, "What are you doing?"

"You can't sleep in this shirt, you'll get it wrinkled," She tells Finan softly, a smile on her face as her eyes keep on the buttons. As she undoes the last one Sigrid finally looks up, her eyes following her fingers up his chest and to his shoulders.

She's feeling him up as she slides the button-up shirt off his shoulders and down his arms, letting it drop to the floor. The shirt hits the floor with a soft thump, and Sigrid looks up, "Is this fine?"

"Is this fine for you?" Finan has to ask because he still isn't sure whether or not this is a dream, "You don't have to do any of this."

Sigrid smirks with her head at a tilt, "So you don't want me?"

"I just… don't usually sleep with strangers," Finan tells her as Sigrid's hands find his chest again, "Especially not my best friend's sisters."

"I hope not," Sigrid tells him as her fingers move down his chest, and he wonders if she can feel how hard his heart is pumping, "Thyra is married."

"You know what I mean, Sigrid," Finan tells her and she looks up again and smiles. One of his hands involuntarily moves up to touch her face, moving from her jaw to the back of her neck, "I just have to make sure you want this."

She nods, her eyes focusing on his lips, "You should've taken me in the bathroom."

"If I'm going to take care of you, it'll be on the bed," Finan tells her as he leans down, pulling her towards him as her eyes start to flutter shut in anticipation of his lips, "And I plan on taking excellent care of you."

First thing Finan notices when he kisses her is that Sigrid tastes like sweet alcohol and fruit. The second thing he notices is that he feels like a starved man getting sustenance for the first time. Her mouth is paradise, and he's only just started to uncover her.

His free hand moves to Sigrid's waist, pulling her closer until they are flushed together and she must feel how hard he is because she's grinding herself against the hardness in his pants.

The kissing gets more frantic, with tongues colliding and at one point Finan can feel Sigrid's teeth scraping against his bottom lip and it's intoxicating.

Both hands find their way down to Sigrid's waist and onto her ass, and with a tight grip, Finan lifts Sigrid into the air and brings her to the bed without once breaking the kiss. Not until he lowers her down, only then does Sigrid break the kiss to speak.

"Clothes… off," She whispers into his mouth as her hands find his waistline, trying to fumble with his belt, "Now."

Finan rises up for a moment to take off his shirt, pulling in up and over his head I'm one motion. Meanwhile, Sigrid has undone his belt and to speed things along Finan manages to take off the rest, leaving him in nothing but his boxers as he returns to however over Sigrid.

His hands move to her waist lifting up the shirt she's wearing up as they ride up her chest. Sigrid helps him lift it off her by raising her hands up as Finan pulls off her shirt. She smiles now as Finan goes for her pants pulling them down slowly to reveal the fact that she's gone without underwear.

Finan groans as the pants go lower, "Good Christ, woman." The pants are off and Sigrid moves quickly to remove her bra and now she's completely naked under him, and it's absolutely breathtaking, "You are goin' to ruin me."

Sigrid is smirking as he lowers himself down her body to get better access to her lower half, lifting her legs over his shoulder, as he mutters her praise's in Irish, and just as his tongue runs against her cunt that smirk fades into a gasp and a moan.

He's grateful Sigrid cannot see the cheeky grin on her face, from where his head is hidden between her legs, working her with his tongue like a man starved. She must like what he's doing because her legs wrap around his head and neck to pull him closer, and he can feel a hand find its way into his hair, pulling hard.

"Fuck, Finan," He hears her moan, trying not to be too loud by the sound of it, "Fuck…" Sigrid cums with a gasp, loosening the grip on his neck with her legs so that Finan can come up to air, returning to mouth so that he can kiss her and hard.

"You taste like heaven," Finan tells her, the words just slipping through his lips like he has no control, "I could spend the rest of my days between your legs and die happy."

"Then how would I know what your cock feels like?" Sigrid questions him with a raised brow as reaches a hand down to grab him through his boxers, "Take these off and fuck me."

Finan does what he's told, using one hand to pull his boxers down his legs and then kicking them the rest of the way off so he can continue to kiss Sigrid. Once they are gone, he goes to align his cock with her folds and remembers something very important, "Shit, condom-"

"UDI," She tells him as she breaks the kiss, "So if you're clean-"

"I am," Finan nods as he kisses her again and starts slowly pushing his way inside Sigrid. Her mouth opens to a gasp as he thrusts his way in, given another inch every time he returns until he's all the way in, "Fuckin' Christ, woman."

Sigrid wraps her legs around his waist as Finan continues to fuck her, his arms secure at either side of her head, as she wraps her fingers around his neck to hold herself steady against him. Foreheads touching because neither of them can seem to concentrate on kissing the other.

It's greater than paradise being tangled like this. With Sigrid.

It's home, and he never wants to leave.

He's getting close, Finan can tell because his breathing has started to shutter and he's groaning, so Sigrid lifts herself up to kiss him again to keep them both silent. A thrust or two more is all it takes and he finishes inside her, continuing to move just a bit more until he's sure he's given her everything he has to give.

Finan's arms collapse and Sigrid brings him down gently so that he's resting in her chest. They are both panting, and he can feel her fingers running through his hair and it feels incredible.

So he has no idea why he says, "I should probably go back downstairs."

"Leave this bed and I'll kick your pretty Irish ass," Sigrid tells him with a calm voice and when he glances up she's smiling.

"You think my ass is pretty?" Finan smirks and Sigrid laughs as he wraps his arms around her body and holds her close.

It looks like Finan isn't going anywhere.

Which is exactly what he wanted.

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Sigrid wants to say she wakes up the morning after the best sex of her life to the face of the extremely attractive Irishman in her bed, but she doesn't.

Instead, she wakes up to Ealhswith looking directly at her with a smile on her face and her hand over Sigrid's mouth.

"Shush, I've come to sneak you out," Ealhswith whispers terribly with a giggle, holding a robe up with her other hand, "Come on, your brother is still sleeping!"

Sigrid takes the robe from her hands and Ealhswith closes her eyes as she covers her naked body, taking a moment to glance back at Finan. He's still fast asleep, and she desperately wishes she can stay in bed with him.

"Come on, Sigrid, you can stare at him later!" Ealhswith yell-whispers again, as she pulls Sigrid out of the room.

Once the door closes behind her, Sigrid glances at Ealhswith who has a big smile on her face, and raises a brow, "Ealhswith?"

"Yes?" She smiles wide, looking up to no good.

Sigrid crosses her arms over her chest and tilts her head, "You did this on purpose, didn't you?"

"I did," Ealhswith chuckles as she pushes her along, "And all I ask for in return is to be the best man at your wedding.'

Sigrid laughs at Ealhswith's request as she gets pushed away.

Yet a year later, when Sigrid finds herself walking down the aisle in a white dress with Finan waiting for her at the other end, waiting next to where she will stand is Ealhswith in her best man's tux and a wide smile on her face.

#there was only one bed #one shot #fanfiction #fanfic #the last kingdom #tlk #finan x oc #smut #tlk sihtric #tlk osferth #tlk finan #tlk oc #tlk ealhswith #mcloveproductions

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lostkrbkaccount · 3 years

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I present to you all krbk giving Natsuki the sex talk. Ft Momo.

Natsuki: dad, papa! I'm hoooome~

Kiri: we're in the kitchen sweetie, c'mere for a sec.

Natsuki: *goes to kitchen* what's up

Baku: sit.

Natsuki: okay? *sits* what's going on? Did something bad happen?

Baku: we just wanna talk-

Natsuki: oh god am I in trouble?

Kiri: not really..

Natsuki: what did I do?

Baku: we know you've been watching porn. More specially lesbian porn.

Natsuki: *blushes* oh god

Kiri: are you gay?

Natsuki: y-yeah. Can I go now?

Baku: no. We need to talk about this

Natsuki: I really don't wanna

Baku: neither do we but it must be done! Natsuki, you're 16.

Kiri: you're gonna have urges and it's okay that you watch porn. I did too at your age so no shame!

Baku: you did?

Kiri: yeah

Baku: was I not good enough?

Kiri: babe c'mon we weren't even dating then. I ditched that stuff when we first had sex. Which was amazing by the way.

Baku: for you, my ass hurt for about a week.

Natsuki: I really don't wanna hear this so uhhh

Kiri: oh right! Sorry!

Baku: what we're saying is that porn is so fake and we don't want you to grow up thinking other wise. Sex, especially gay Sex, feels so good. We don't want you ruining that experience by having false information in your head..

Kiri: so we know nothing about lesbian sex so we can't have that talk with you

Natsuki: oh thank god!

Baku: but your Auntie Momo can!

Natsuki: ughhh

Kiri: oh she's here!

Momo: heyyy sorry I'm late! Jirou had a band thing and I found out I'm having triplets! It's been crazy!

Kiri: triplets? Congrats!

Baku: your vagina is gonna be fucked

Momo: yeah I know, pray for Me!

Natsuki: hi auntie momo

Momo: hey sweetie. Okay so you men get lost so we women can talk

Kiri: bedroom?

Baku: bedroom.

Natsuki: ew

Momo: *sits* okay so I heard about the lesbian porn thing

Natsuki: ohhh they told you?

Momo: sweetie is okay, is good right?

Natsuki: yeah

Momo: listen to Me, we're both lesbian. We're both women. We can talk, I'm not here to judge.

Natsuki: okay well I have a girlfirend and we've done stuff

Momo: what kind of stuff?

Natsuki: kissing and she fingered me once! It felt so good but I don't know what I'm doing..

Momo: have you ever tried masturbation?

Natsuki: no?

Momo: well it's a good start! It helps you explore your body and your likes and dislikes. It'll help loads with future Sex!

Natsuki: really? Then how do i- cuz I wanna eat my girlfriend out

Momo: oh yeah that feels amazing to give and receive..

Natsuki: then how do I?

Momo: just talk to her. Communication is very important! Find out what she likes and dislikes

Natsuki: I can't get pregnant right? So I don't need condoms?

Momo: not really but std's still exist.. you can use other ways of protection but it you want it raw I suggest you and your partner get tested..

Natsuki: okay..

Momo: so there's different ways to lesbian sex. There's tribing or scissoring which is rubbing your clits together or grinding your clit on a different body part- such as the thighs!

Natsuki: I've seen that in porn

Momo: feels a-maz-ing

Natsuki: what else?

Momo: strap on! Simple really.

Natsuki: is squirting real?

Momo: yeah but not everyone with a vagina can do it..

Natsuki: ah.

Momo: also there's no rush. You're still young so just enjoy being young and enjoy your relationship!

Natsuki: thanks auntie Momo!

Momo: of course, sweetie. Your parents are probably still fucking so how about we go to mine for some yummy tea?

Natsuki: that'd be great!

Momo: wonderful! Let me just leave them a note and we'll be on our way!

#bnha #mha #kirishima eijirou #bakugou katsuki #kiribaku #bakushima #krbk

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multifandom-girlie · 4 years

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Imagine requested by @theshyprincess: Your his girlfriend and he is trying to train you to be a hunter but the sexual tension becomes too much

Pairings: Jeremy x Reader

Warnings: Smut

Do you know what it's like to have a undeniably good looking, incredibly strong vampire Hunter boyfriend ? No. Well let me explain it. It's like that sweet boy you date in highschool that's had sex alot but still asks if your okay continously all through out having sex with him. Yes it's sweet but it get's a little annoying after a while. That is what me and Jeremy are like. He's the sweetest guy on the earth but he's so overprotective. I mentioned the fact it was a little irritating him being so protective all the time and luckily it went well for me.

4 Months Ago-

“Jer ?”

“Yes baby ?”

“I just wanted to talk.”

“Okay..?”

“It's nothing bad, don't worry.”

“Okay. Stopped worrying, what's up ?”

“You know we promised when we first started dating how we would always be honest with each other about how we felt ? Even if it's how we make eachother feel ?”

“Yes..? Y/N, have I upset you or something ? I'm starting to worry again.”

“Jer, stop..it’s nothing bad. It's just that your really overprotective.”

“Well yeah, I know I'm a little protective over you but that's just cause I love you and I would do anything for you.”

“No Jer, you don't understand. Your too protective, sometimes yes it's very cute. You know when you get protective in front of other men but when you stop me going out the house after certain hours or how I always have too be around you. You literally stand outside the door when I'm peeing. I'm not saying I don't appreciate, I do. It's nice to know someone cares so much, but sometimes it's too much. I need my own space. You know I love being around you but I'm going crazy Jer.”

“That was alot to hear. I'm sorry Y/N but I didn't know I was so bad. It's just I care about you alot and you know why I'm so worried all the time. I'm a Hunter you know I can protect myself, you can't.”

“Well how about we make a deal ?”

“It depends.”

“If you let me have my own space, you know let me hang with people who aren't you all the time and dump my curfew....I will train with you, like you wanted me to months ago. I will activate my Hunter gene.”

“You promise you'll actually train ? Your won't just say this, so you can go for girls night or hang with Stefan ? You will actually train, if I back off a little ?”

“Yes, of course not and yes.”

“Okay. Deal.”

“Deal, I love you Jer !”

Present Time-

So here we were in the woods, getting ready for another session. We’ve been having 4 hour sessions with 3 five minute breaks...everyday for the last 4 months. I'm glad we are sticking to the deal. You know he has backed off, I've been for a year's worth of girl's nights already and me and Stefan even went on a road trip and couple times, without Jeremy.

The only down side to sticking to the deal though was we weren't really as lovey dovey as usual. We haven't had many dates or movie nights. All our conversations are either us arguing-which although is very rare, it still happens-or it's talking about our sessions or what he's going to train me to do next. Also I think I'm going crazy. I love him for doing all this but god I'm so frustrated. We haven't had sex in 4 months and it's bloody killing me.

I'm just glad that our anniversary is approaching because I'm hoping he will halt for one day. I guess we'll see.

Anyway so last session there was a bit of a problem when we got home yesterday my pants ripped as I was putting them on...so I had to wear an old pair of joggers, let me tell you now it was scorching. It was not good, so after our session I showered and headed to the mall with Caroline. Who helped me find some new gym wear that wouldn't rip because my ass and hips were to big to fit into my bloody pants. I also decided to get a new sports bra aswell because my other ones too tight anyway.

Yesterday-

“How are you and Jeremy then ? Are the sessions going well ?”

“Yeah they are actually but that's the only thing that is.”

“What are you talking about ? Oh sweetie, no, I can smell the frustration all over you.”

“I haven't had sex in 4 months Care.”

“Omg sweetie. Oooo, I know what we can do. Get the sexiest gym wear we can find. See if that will make him lose concentration. If he doesn't even flinch, you need to tell him. There's no way he can look at you and not want to shag you.”

“Shag ? Care I think you've been hanging out at the Mikaelsons too much.”

“Shut up.”

15 minutes later-

“This is perfect !”

Present time-

I changed into my new outfit I got. I'm going to be so pissed if he doesn't take the fucking hint.

I went outside to the car and we drove off. Jeremy didn't even spare me a glance. God he's lucky if I don't “accidently” punch him today. We got out the car and he immediately go into position. I jogged over. Nothing.

Obviously I'm not going to make the cut for Baywatch anytime soon.

We walked towards eachother and I threw a punch only for it to be dodged. He grabbed my wrist and span me around so my back was to his chest, I elbowed him and jumped on his back surprising him. He fell on his stomach but lifted himself up, even with me straddled on his back. He flipped so I was on my back and held me down. At this point I knew he was distracted, he could taste the tension just as much as I could but I was determined to win this. So whilst he was admiring how submissive I most likely looked under him.

With my knees bent, I flattened my feet on the ground. My hand gripped his hips and I thrusted my hips upwards. He flew forward and caught himself by propping his hands up above my head. I still had a tight hold of his hips and I twisted my own, so I could thread my knees in-between his legs. I wrapped my legs around him and rolled us over, so I was now on top.

Now I couldn't hide the smirk on my face, showing I was proud of myself. He had a proud grin on his face, that was the first time getting out from under him-minus in bed-and it wasn’t using a technique he taught me. I just thought it was a logical solution.

His eyes projecting his admiration and mass of lust into mine. His hands reached up to cup my face and pulled me down into a loving kiss. As I pulled away, he caught sight of my breasts peeping out my bra. I felt one of his hand loosen on my hips and trail up my body. I grabbed his wrist pushed it away and walked to the car. As soon as I was about the open my door, I was grabbed and pushed against the back door behind mine.

My breath caught in my throat, a little surprised at the action. He leaned down and kissed me on the lips ravenously. I wrapped my arms around his neck whilst one of his were raising my legs from the ground. I clenched them around his waist and tangled my feet together. Now above him a little, I continued to kiss him whilst tugging on the short locks of his mousy hair.

He still had a strong hold of me as he stepped back and felt around the door for the handle. When he found it he jerked the handle and opened the door with ease. He gently laid me down in the back seats and got in closing the door.

I hoisted myself up and perched on his lap. He leaned in but instead of kissing my swollen lips again he bombarded my neck with sloppy kisses. He directed his mouth to my collar bone and starting sucking slightly aswell as kissing. I threw my head back in pleasure and huffed quietly. He then moved to my boobs and started to kiss the tops of them and down my cleavage before peeling my bra off and circling my nipples with the tip of his younger and gradually enveloping them with his mouth.

I felt that he wasn't undressed enough for my liking so I lifted his shirt off his body over his head and threw it beside us. I will never get enough of this man's body. Damn. He placed his hands on my ass but a couple seconds later pulled away from my boobs.

“When di-how is it th-woah.”

I giggled a little and started blushing a little.

“It’s thanks to your workouts.”

He grinned and tugged the waistband of my pants but struggled to slip them off my ass. I pulled them off myself, since I knew he didn't want to break them. He saw my white thong and groaned whilst throwing his head back. I giggled and pulled down the elastic waist shorts he had on. I palmed him through his boxers, earning a slight puff. I smirked and pulled down his boxers, down to his ankles.

I kissed up his thigh closer to his thick cock. A slight breath brushing his member. My lips hovering around the tip of cock and gradually wrapping around them, gently tightening the grip.

The moisture of my lips making it easier to inhale is big member. The nib of my tongue orbiting the head of his penis and whilst doing so gathering the pre cum, he'd let discharged. I continued this action for a couple of minutes before driving his whole cock down my throat. I did this repeatedly for a minute or so. The head hitting my throat with every jolt.

He was getting closer and closer, I could tell because of the giddy pulsation his cock was performing in my mouth. He couldn't help but nudge his hips in my mouth a little more so I could finish him off. After he started that process my little hand began to pump the base of his cock whilst my tongue was toying with the tip. Instantaneously, a smooth white liquid shot down my throat.

I lifted myself up a bit and let him taste himself on my lips. He ripped the white thong I had on but apologised straight after. I giggled and kissed him lovingly again. I raised myself a little and positioned myself comfortably on top of him. His pink tip stroking my clit in upwards motions before seeking my entrance and slipping himself in.

I bit my lip and threw my head back in pleasure. Whereas his head fell into my chest and groaned. I started to raise myself and rapidly force myself back down again. Once he was fully encased in side of me, I hoisted myself up and forced myself back down getting faster and faster with every movement.

Steam painting the windows. The heat compelling us to break a sweat. The moans, groans and slapping of skin the single things to be heard for miles. My own pace was becoming moderate, I didn't know how long I could keep going for especially since the work out we did not 15 minutes before. He could undoubtedly sense that I was lacking energy, most likely because of the early start each morning too. So to murder the sense of guilt he was feeling, he grabbed a tighter hold on my hips and rammed his hips in an upwards motion. Pounding into me relentlessly.

“I’m so close Jer !”

“Go on baby.”

I promptly delivered my juices at a rapid speed. They drizzled down his dense cock and chased his second orgasm down. It didn't take long before he unleashed his orgasm. We sat there for a minute or two.

“I love you Y/N.”

“I love you Jer.”

Nothing could be more perfect in that moment.

Except that was truly wrong.

No protection.

He didn't pull out.

We are both human.

Shit.

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