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luvhughes43 · 3 months

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instagram follows | jamie drysdale

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request: reader and jamie have been in a relationship for maybe 5 or 6 months and reader hasn’t said anything but the girls Jamie follows on instagram really bother her. she doesn’t want to seem controlling because of her past relationships but she is trying to find a way to bring it up to him. so one day she is feeling a little more insecure and Jamie is trying to figure out what’s wrong and she finally snaps and tells him. like she would say “you haven’t unfollowed any girls on the gram since we started dating and it makes me feel horrible about myself”

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you knew it was an awful idea even before you decided to scroll through your boyfriends instagram following. it was a bad idea for multiple reasons actually - mainly your own body image issues. however, you had seen what seemed like all the tiktoks in existence about men and their instagram usage pre and post relationship. also, it didn’t help that you kept getting recommended videos of girls' devastating reactions to scrolling through their favourite hockey players following.

when you first clicked on jamies following list, you thought it wouldn't have been so bad.

Blondes.

Boobs.

Brunettes.

Canadian University Girls?

you went into a completely unwarranted deep dive because really, jamie had never given you any reasons to doubt his faithfulness and yet… you were a half-tub deep into your litre of mint chocolate ice cream with grey’s anatomy playing distractedly in the background.

with jamie gone on a roadie, you had time to push all of your feelings of distrust and discomfort to the back of your mind. you had been in this position before, and with yours and jamies relationship so fresh you didn’t want to say anything. last time you had brought your insecurities up with your ex boyfriend, you had been yelled at and called controlling - which you would rather not relive. even though jamie was much nicer than your ex, you were still having trouble trying to find a way to safely bring the topic up, so you dropped it.

a week later and jamie had gotten back from his trip, completely exhausted but wanting to spend time with you nonetheless, you had tried your best to forget all about his following list.

“how’s my girl been?” jamie smiles at you sweetly before wrapping you into a hug. the two of you rock back and forth for a moment.

“oh you know… the usual,” you shrug, silently loving the glint in jamie’s eyes. he was so pretty.

jamie brings you back into another hug and presses a soft kiss to your temple. “oh i forgot, trevor wants to know if we’ll go out with him tonight,”

“go out where?”

“some new restaurant downtown,” jamie shrugs carelessly as all men do. “do you wanna go?”

you think about it for a moment, did you really want to go out with trevor? ultimately though, you decide that going out would be the perfect distraction you needed. plus, the extra time with your boyfriend might help reassure yourself about your relationship.

wrong. three hours later you were dressed, ready, and sat uncomfortably between your boyfriend and his best friend. their friends sat across from you, all of whom were single and making comments on all the girls that walked past your table. their comments weren’t out of the ordinary, but you couldn’t help but wonder if jamie felt the same way as his friends. if like his following suggested - he liked appreciating other girls more than he let on.

“now she’s hot”

“you should go ask her for her number! look at her ass,”

“i think i just saw a goddess…”

“i’d let her dog walk me,”

with each comment you shrunk into yourself, suddenly feeling very self-conscious of your body and your outfit choice. jamie was quick to notice of course, leaning into you and whispering, “are you okay?”

when you nodded your head in response, jamie only frowned.

when everyone’s food arrives and you were still acting off, jamie questions you again, “no seriously… what’s wrong?”

you smooth the sleeves of your top, “i don’t want to get into it here,”

“what?”

“jamie, please just drop it”

things were tense between the two of you for the rest of the night and instead of trying to work through things, you simply order another drink at the restaurant. by the time jamie drops you off at your apartment you were tipsy.

“can you tell me what’s wrong now?” were the first words out of jamie’s mouth when you locked the door behind him.

“no,” you respond quickly.

jamie was rightfully confused. “yn…”

you pretend you don’t hear him. “do you want something to drink?”

“no! I want you to tell me what's wrong with you!” jamie was clearly frustrated and tired of your refusal to talk.

you whip around towards him - still tipsy and upset. “you want to know what's bothering me?” you start, to which jamie nods enthusiastically. “you’re bothering me!”

“what did i do…?”

he was so oblivious sometimes. “i know i shouldn't have looked through your instagram followings but i can't unsee what i saw! all the girls…. i feel sick about myself,”

jamie tries to speak but you interrupt him, “and i don’t want to be controlling and force you to unfollow them but… i just feel so awful and ugly and like… you have so many options out there that you’re probably interested in and-”

“okay wait,” jamie finally interjects. he inches closer to you, his mind still reeling from how fast you were speaking. “first of all, i don’t look at other girls,” you scoff but jamie keeps talking. “and if my following was upsetting you, you could've just told me instead of bottling up your feelings and getting upset with me”

“i use instagram like, once a year and i honestly don't look at my following list it’s from so long ago. so, if you want me to unfollow the people that make you uncomfortable than i one hundred percent will” jamie continues, stepping closer to you and grabbing ahold of your hands.

“i’m sorry,” you whisper, sad and confused all at once. you hadn’t meant to blow up all at once, but your past relationships would have never been this kind to you and so you were unsure of how to react. you were almost positive that you were being controlling and you suddenly felt sick. “i didn’t mean it-”

“yes you did,” jamie’s voice is soft now, his hands comfortingly trailing patterns up and down your arms. “and by the way, i think you're the most beautiful girl that i’ve ever laid eyes on. i’m sorry for making you feel bad. i don’t want anybody else,”

“i don’t want anybody else either,” you breathe a sigh of relief and wrap your arms around your boyfriend.

the next time you check instagram is when you get a notification that your boyfriend had posted a picture “for the first time in awhile”. the pictures are sweet shots of the two of you, taken by trevor whose presence you can never evade. you get curious again though, clicking on your boyfriends profile only to see that his following had significantly decreased.

#jamie drysdale x reader #jamie drysdale imagine #jamie drysdale blurb #jamie drysdale fic #trevor zegras x reader #nhl fanfiction #nhl imagine #nhl blurb #nhl fic

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cr1mson5returns · 9 months

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Although I enjoy a good "Jack Drake is a physically and mentally abusive asshole and deeply homophobic" fic as much as the next ex-Catholic lesbian, I have to admit that I have a way softer spot in my heart for "clueless blundering ass who makes everything worse" Jack Drake.

Maybe it's because my own parents were deeply homophobic in a very different way to others. If you asked them, they'd tell you they have no problem with queer people. They don't care what anyone does in the privacy of their own home, really! Therefore they're not homophobic! But they just don't think you have to make it your whole personality. You don't have to shove it in everyone's faces. And all these new labels for things, what's up with that? Isn't it enough for people to just be gay or straight?

So because I do be projecting, I have a soft spot in my heart for Tim coming out to Jack as bisexual, and Jack just sort of...short-circuiting, for a hot minute. "Well, I'll always love you, son." And Tim thinks that this went pretty well, actually. But Jack later is maybe telling Tim that there are ground rules for him and his dates. Can't bring boys back to the house, strict curfew, has to let Jack know where he is and with whom at all times. Jack doesn't kick Tim out or anything, or call him names, but it's uncomfortable living there now in a way that it wasn't before. Jack has a weird vibe about him when Tim talks about a boyfriend or a male crush. Shuts down the conversation really quickly and won't entertain it any longer. Jack starts being critical of Tim in ways that he wouldn't if he didn't know about his son's sexuality; he asks why Tim feels the need to have a bi pride flag in his room, or why he has to make this his defining characteristic now. And Jack never actually says the word "bisexual." It's always "this." How they just need to leave "this" alone for a while, they need to not make every conversation about "this."

Because Tim is such a person to let a person's good characteristics speak miles more than their bad ones, if they're close enough to him. He has plans in place if Batman goes rogue, but not for his own protection, never for himself. Always for everyone else's benefit. He can live with what happens to him if he's wrong. So of course he'd never call his dad a homophobe, that's not - his dad didn't kick him out. Doesn't hit him or call him names or say mean things to him. It hurts his feelings sometimes, but he takes worse than that from street thugs every night. It's not like he can't handle his dad being a little weird about things.

Right?

#basically it's passive homophobia/biphobia in my mind #bruce and dick would try to tell tim that this is still not really good #but tim would be like 'well he's not being as awful as he could be so i still win in the end'#stubborn ass boy #tim drake #robin #red robin #jack drake #batfamily #cr1mson's thoughts

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frxxxncx · 7 months

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wet shirt - y. jeonghan

»boyfriend!¡yoon jeonghan x fem!¡reader.

»Summary: you were just playing with the cold water, but jeonghan was getting hotter and hotter.

»Tags: smut (MDNI), pet names, establish relationship, comedy?(I tried), exhibitionistm, dirty talk, suggestive (I didn’t write a full sex scene, sorry😭), sex in public, fingering, unprotected sex, creampie, jeonghan and reader are two broke collage students, there’s no a/c in the middle of the summer, jeonghan is down bad for readers waist, mingyu’s cousin is car washing with her cheerleaders friends, dom!jeonghan, sub!reader.

»Words: 2,5k

note: I’m struggling to survive during the heatwaves in my country.

note 2: Any typo or incoherence that you might find was completely intentional, it’s for the sake of learning about my mistakes.

An extremely hot day of September, Jeonghan and you were about to die because of the heat, with the a/c broken and without any money to get it fixed, the only thing that was left for both of you to do was endure it.

You were laying on the cold living room floor, feeling briefly fresh, well, only your backs felt cool, but that was better than nothing at all. You wanted to cry so bad, maybe if your boyfriend and you have gotten an smaller apartment or if you had gotten another part-time job all your problems would be solved, but that was the closest apartment to the campus and both of you were in a moment in your carriers were only one job was starting to crash with you studies.

Jeonghan let out a loud sigh and approached you sliding slowly through the floor, a long arm wrapped you tightly, body’s melting together, he hugged your pretty waist, and your face hid in his chest while he smelt the scent of your shampoo.

“Jeonghan, get away from me, we are in the middle of a heatwave with no a/c and the last thing I want is sweat” you said trying to loosen his grip, you only managed to get even more impossibly close to him.

“Your waist is very pretty, did you know?” He stated, letting you go, but now he was outlining your figure, specifically the big curvature of your waist while you were lying on your side.

“It’s not that pretty” a shiver ran through your body at the soft feeling of his hot hands over your covered skin.

“It is, and I like it a lot” he left a cute little peck on your lips, before getting up to go to the kitchen.

You giggled like a high schooler whose boyfriend just kissed her for the first time, and kicked the air once you were laying over your back again. You found the ceiling very interesting for a moment, thoughts ramming in your head, and then one of your top 10 most humbling moments of all time popped up. Well the floor was an incredible place to think about shit from the past.

Trying to forget by closing your eyes tightly you didn’t notice when your boyfriend came running from the kitchen with his phone in his hand, jumping like a child whom just was rewarded with candies.

“¡Baby!” He called you many times jumping beside you, but when you didn’t answer at the fifth call he got genuinely annoyed for a moment.

“Fucking bitch, get up, we are going to earn some quick money” he declared upset, putting one of his feet’s on you stomach.

“Ouch, take your feet away from me and my tummy” you said while grabbing his ankle trying to move him away.

You sat up stretching your back that cracked very loud making you win a weird look from Jeonghan, that was a nice crack though.

“Babe, my tummy” your voice came in a childish tone making you cringe.

“Tummy my ass, get up, we are going to work” he said at the same time he offered you his hand.

“Work?, wher-, no, how? Don’t tell me, did you sell one of my kidneys?” The fake fear in your voice made Jeonghan crack a smile while helping you get up.

“But you can live with only one” he played along, and you gave him a weak punch in his arm “Come on, I would never sell your organs in the black market, they are for me in case I get sick” he said boasting

“You little fucker” you whined in a very high pitched tone while he laugh loudly “Now, for real, where are we going to work in a Sunday afternoon?” You asked, getting close to your boyfriend so you could steal a soft kiss from him.

“We are going to wash some cars with Mingyu’s cousin and her cheerleaders friends” you looked at him in disbelief, where you were going to wash the cars?, Mingyu lived in a New York size apartment with no parking lot “you know the gas station where he works?” You nod and he smiled, an “ooh” left your mouth.

Jeonghan kissed you again, but this time, instead of giving you just a cute peck, you felt his tongue caress your lower lips and with a weak moan you give the wet muscle permission to enter you mouth, his hot tongue stroked your own, a whimper escaped from the kiss and Jeonghan stopped but not without biting onto your lower lips, you were just so cute and desirable.

“Let’s go?” He said licking his pinky and glossy lips.

“Yeah” you felt pathetic from the way your voice came out in a thread. Shit.

[🍭]

The sun was in a burning heat, attacking mercilessly everyone, you were squeezing the sponges, feeling drops of sweat dance in your forehead when you saw how the cheerleaders along with Mingyu's cousin were playing with the water, wetting themselves while soaping the cars.

Both of you were damp in sweat and your hands hurt because of the rough texture of the sponge, but you and your boyfriend were firm, both determined to get the money to fix their portal to heaven. The air conditioner.

Mingyu finished his turn a few hours ago, leaving you and Jeonghan alone, with a bunch of “pretty” teenage girls that were rubbing themselves in the windows of the cars. You noticed how this man who seemed quite old and looked… somehow weird got into the space given from the gas station for the car washing, the car was shining like it was brand new, even the wheels were sparkling.

“Disgusting” you mumbled, but as the time passed by, you didn’t even care to look again if the cars were clean or not, more money for the a/c.

Yet the sun was affecting you, tiny tears were starting to build in your eyes.

“Hannie, my eyes hurt” you said, pounding to just sit next to your boyfriend -whom was cleaning the rims- and hug his side, resting your face in his arm.

“Baby, we’ll be lucky if we just get out of here with our eyes hurting and not with a sunburn,” he said, kissing the top of your head.

“Can’t wait to have the apartment as cold as the north pole” you whimpered with a high pitch tone.

“Me neither”

[🍭]

You guys didn’t have any idea of how the things turned out this way, the girls were having a wet shirt contest and maybe it was the fact that the school shirts were so soaked they looked translucent and that some of them didn’t have bra, but the clients were giving money like crazy, the tips jar was about to burst, and that indeed made you both so happy.

But your happiness was about to be doomed, you saw how JiWon -Mingyu’s cousin- was getting closer with the old green hose in her hands, with determination in her eyes.

Jeonghan and you ran like a soul who is hunted by the devil, the much younger girl was faster, relentless and with no mercy, the first one to get drenched With the extremely cold water was Jeonghan.

His grey shirt attached to his chest like a second skin, Jeonghan thought that the feeling was going to be excruciating, but the only thing that he felt was satisfaction, making his muscles relax.

“Jiwon!, me too, me too!” You beg when you saw how your boyfriend enjoyed the bath of cold water.

Your cousin’s friend did as requested, soaking you more than your lover who was laughing soundly, he was going to crack a joke when he finally caught more than a glimpse of you, mouth agape at the sight.

The thin fabric of your blouse outlined your delicate figure, accentuating your small waist and the curvature of your breast, black underwear, noticeable under the cloth, your hair looked darker, droplets of water travelled over your neck, disappearing at the collar of the shirt.

Jeonghan was certain, he needed more than just a little splash of water, he was getting hotter and hotter, and if the water wasn’t going to cool him down, only your arousal could.

You gave him a bright smile, his heart melted because you were just too adorable. He wanted to eat you whole.

A smirk was painted in Jeonghan’s pretty face, walking towards you while feeling his hardening cock rub against the fabric of his shorts.

He grabbed you by the waist, body’s so close your face was pressed to his chest, and you couldn’t help but joggle at the hard touch of his dick on your belly.

Jeonghan’s face got close to your ear, biting down your earlobe; he felt you trembling at the action.

“You know, pretty doll?” His hoarse whisper in your ear was ecstasy for you “In this wet shirt’s contest, you are the winner” his grip on your waist tightened taking your breath.

“Han-hannie” you said in a pathetic cry of his name, his hot chest against your was to much,

he was holding you firmly, making you that you could feel his dick poking your belly “We’re at the gas station, Hannie” you tried to move away from him, only managing to make him let go of your waist, but now he was fondling your breast over your shirt in a public space.

“Mmh, you’re right, but I think everyone is focused on the girls, so maybe, it would be better…”his face approached to yours, so close his lips stroked yours faintly “It would be better if we get into the car”he said with his honeyed voice, abiding into your ears“I’m going to fuck you so good, doll” his hot tongue licked you lips and you wanted to cry so bad, because of how much you craved his touch.

Your boyfriend grabbed your hand, interlocking your fingers and guided you towards the old -old- jeep, that was parked behind the gas station.

Once you were beside the car, Jeonghan parted away from you, this time groping the curvature of your ass, making you yelp.

With some struggle he opened the back door of the truck and manhandled you into the back seats, getting inside after you, closing the door with a slam.

He hovered over you, dragging with his hands your oversized shorts, smoothing your cute and puffy thighs, feeling the wet and slightly cold skin.

“Jeonghan, I don’t think this is a good idea” you stuttered, containing a loud and scandalous whine because of the flaring touch of your lover getting closer to your crotch.

“It is a bad idea, in fact it is an incredibly bad idea, but that doesn’t mean we are not going to do it anyway” he whispered with mockery splattered all over his voice, his soft lips grazing over you neck, making you shiver.

Jeonghan hands descended completely to your crotch, touching just lightly over your clothed cunt to then grab your waist tightly once again.

His fingers soothed your flesh over the shirt, they stroked your back, meeting with the hem of your shorts and sneaking inside your underwear.

The skin from your ass was smooth and warm, he massaged up and down, squeezing and spreading your asscheeks shamelessly while you drowned your whimpers in his mouth.

His fingers groped your tight and sticky core, caressing carefully, enjoying how you tried to silence your moans biting your knuckles.

He got his hands out of your shorts, unbuttoning them with expertise, pulling them out in a quick swing, skin reddening at the friction.

Your cheeks were bright red, embarrassed because of the situation you were in, naked from the waist down, with the strong and obscene gaze from your boyfriend over your body. Your forearm rested over your eyes, feeling overly exposed. It's not the first time Jeonghan sees you like this, but you still have the entitlement to feel a little bit of shame because of how vulnerable you are right now.

“You’re perfect” he said, grabbing your arm and pinning them over your head with one hand. “You’re perfect and only mine.” He howled and kissed you passionately, sucking, biting your lips, enjoying the sugary taste of your mouth, and swallowing your moans delightedly.

With his free hand, he lifted your soaked shirt, now contemplating your soft and milky skin, his eyes now fixated over your breasts, his free hand moved your bra, tits now spilling over your chest, perky buttons saying “hi” to Jeonghan in neediness.

He licked his lips with lewdness in his eyes, his hot breath made your perky buttons even more sensitive -if that was even possible-, his lips left an open mouthed kiss, gifting you a hickey just above the bud of nerves, to then proceed and bite and suck your nipple, your boyfriend couldn’t help but feel thrilled by the cry’s that slipped from your mouth.

“Ha- nnie” you said in a pathetic mewl, you felt feverish when his teeth bit into the sensitive flesh, just like you were about to pass out from the sensation.

Jeonghan pressed his fingers in your mouth, making you lick and suck them. Once they were covered in your spit, his hand went once again to your cunt, pressing his fingers into your soaked core.

Two of his fingers entered into your inviting pussy without a warning, digits curling and hitting deliciously every good spot inside of you, Jeonghan savored how your face was showered in ecstasy, knowing that only him could make you feel this good.

You rolled your eyes and your mouth fell agape, gutural moans coming from you, your damp hair sticking to your soft skin and your cunt drooling exited, velvety walls pulsating and sucking his fingers, making him grunt because sooner than later it would be his cock fucking you to the hilt.

“Y/n l/n, hear your name now, pretty, because I’m going to fuck you so hard you’re going to forget it”.

[🍭]

Fast forward to now, Jeonghan was doing the roll of a crutch so you could walk properly towards the younger girls. The mess spilling from your cunt into your underwear making you feel embarrassed, and the burn in your gummy walls, only made you more expectant for what was coming at home.

“Jeonghan, I can assure you that you fucked something inside of me” you whispered not feeling your legs at all, they were asleep because of the cramped place you just had sex in.

“I did more than that,” he said nonchalantly, tightening the grip on your waist.

“Shut up!” you said in a funny cry.

Once you were close to the group of girls, they excitedly gave you an envelope full of money as they thanked you for the help.

Jeonghan got so excited that he let you go, making you lose your balance. You felt a sharp pain in your knees, a loud howl slipped from your mouth, and when your boyfriend looked at you, he felt his dick twitch in his shorts at the view, you were giving him such a mean glare.

“Don’t look at me like that, I might fuck you again”

#I swear the jokes were funnier in my head 🥲#this is a fever dream so it doesn’t have to make sense #I hate car washing manually 🫠#seventeen #svt #svt fanfic #svt x reader #seventeen x reader #svt smut #svthub #jeonghan #svt jeonghan #seventeen jeonghan #yoon jeonghan #hannie #jeonghan smut #seventeen smut #seventeen fanfic

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sabosbabygirl · 4 months

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🌶️One Night Stand or More🌶️

Toji x Female Reader (you)

NSFW, +18, rough, sex, cum, eating, fingering

3.2K words

“It’s just a one nightstand, y/n” you friend said to you while you both stared at the man across the room at the party. Your friend’s boyfriend was throwing a “singles” party. You were dragged along since you fit that category after your cheating ex decided to have a 3 sum without you and get another woman pregnant. Scum of the Earth.

The man across the room was tall, dark greasy hair, green eyes, scar on his chin. His face was good looking in a very masculine way but it’s his body. His body was something completely different. His black compression shirt was tight against his defined shoulders, chest, arms and abs. You could literally see the outline of his abs. Like is the shirt even breathable?!? His jeans were tight in all the right places. The dark washed jeans hugged his thighs so nicely. You could also see the outline of his bulge; you could tell he was carrying a deadly weapon. And that’s just soft.

Your cheeks flushed slightly as you kept scanning him over. His eyes were also looking you up and down and a smirk appeared on his face causing his scar to lift to one side.

Looks wise you weren’t bad, at least not in your opinion. Apparently, others, men, found you a little too thick for their taste. You are more thighs and ass than anything and your breasts rather small. Your stomach had a pouch but not too big. You did cardio daily. And your arms were bigger than most women. Basically, you were muscle mommy with a very thick lower half.

Your friend had disappeared to make out with your boyfriend. Typical. So you stood there awkwardly thinking about what she said, “It’s just a one nightstand…” One-night stands aren’t something you do. But your friend and her boyfriend paired you up with the man whom you keep staring at and who keeps looking you up and down. A one-night stand can’t be that bad, right? Especially with a man that looks like that.

He walks over to you taking long strides to get there faster. There’s a certain dangerous yet confident way in which he walked. It was hypnotizing.

“So you’re y/n?” he asked, grinning and staring at you with such intensity that made you shiver slightly.

“Um…yes” you replied, trying hard not to blush or be embarrassed.

“The names Toji” he leaned in and whispered in your ear, “and you and I will be having a lot of fun tonight.”

His breath was hot against your ear causing you to flush. You felt his hand grab yours and pull you away from the party. As you guys leave and get closer to the other side of the mansion where there’s rooms and quietness, he looks down at you: “I assume this is your first one-night stand?” he said in a teasing tone.

You look at him, it’s evident that your cheeks are red and nod. “Yeah…”you say in a soft voice.

He turns one corner and opens a door into a bedroom. He pushes you in, closes the door and locks it.

“Well then, I’ll make it one you will never forget,” his tone was filled with confidence. It was hard not to feel shy and butterflies.

His big, strong hands cup your face, and he leans down. His lips gently kissing yours. His lips were a little rough, but it felt hot. His tongue traced your bottom lip as you both kissed. Almost like asking to be let in.

You open your mouth more, allowing his tongue to enter. Without hesitation, his tongue entered your mouth. Exploring and consuming your own tongue in a dance. Your tongue felt something on his…a piercing. The kiss was long, hot, and filled with lust. His hands that were still cupping your face, massaged your cheeks before slowly sliding down to your neck. His thumb moved in slow, gentle circles on your neck. You moan in his mouth which causes him to pull away, leaving inches between your guys lips.

His green eyes look at you, “Feels good, does it?” he teases and bites your bottom lip.

You couldn’t help but feel turned on. You could already feel that your pussy getting wet.

“Hmm, since this is your first one-night stand, let’s take it somewhat slow,” he said and his hands moved from your face to his shirt. Lifting his shirt off his body.

“Go ahead, touch me” he coaxed while throwing his shirt on the bed. Your eyes widen and stared at his body. He had muscles for days and a few scars. Your hands gently touched his chest, feeling each ridged muscle that rippled through his body. Your fingers could feel the heat from his skin burning into your fingertips. A feeling you won’t be forgetting for a while.

He watched you closely. His hands on your hips and pulling you closer to try to close the gap between you two. You were too invested into feeling his body to notice. The scar across his chest, the way his muscles rippled and moved against your fingertips and his abs. Washboard abs that were hard to the touch, clenched as you continued to gently feel him.

“MMMM” he let out a soft groan. His hands on your hips pressed a little harder. You could tell that this man hasn’t been touched in a minute.

Your eyes looked up at him, his head was tilted back exposing his beautiful neck. Your eyes scanned down to where your hands were on his abs and then a little further down. You could see his happy trail which caused your eyes to widen, and your fingertips slide down towards where his happy trail began, just above the button of his jeans.

Toji shivered slightly as he felt your hands slide even further down his body and stopping where his happy trail began, at the top of the button of his jeans.

He removed his hands from your hips and unbuttoned and unzipped his pants then placing his hands right back on your hips. He wanted you to go further. His eyes looked into yours and he nodded in way that was saying “keep going”.

Your hands went further and down his pants. Aside from the happy trail, you were greeted with his massive cock. Your hands went in his boxers, your fingers feeling his happy trail hair. Sliding further down you felt it. His cock. His cock was getting hard. You couldn’t help yourself; you bit your lip and your hands felt his entire girth.

“Ah-MMM. Yes, y/n” he groaned. His cock was getting harder now. Your hands wrapped around his cock, taking note of how thick his shaft felt and you gently gave a slight jerk, up and then back down.

“MMM, I have a better idea y/n” he said in a slightly moaning way. His hands let go of your hips and he pushed his pants and boxers to the ground, kicking them off. He was now completely naked. And his cock was something straight out of those fanfics you read. 10 inches, thick shaft (not a one hand project), slight curve, his tip big enough to stretch your pussy out, and the veins on his cock…..good lord. He is beyond carrying.

“Do you like it rough or soft?” he looked at you and the way his eyes looked; you could tell that he was not the soft kind.

“Umm..” you blushed, your hands were still on his cock.

He smiles and leans down, “How about this, what’s your fantasy?” he asked, his tongue licked your cheek, and his hands went to yours on his cock, forcing you to stroke it.

Your fantasy? Well, it was to get fanfic cock. To live the fanfic dream at least once.

“To be destroyed…” was all you could manage to say. His cock kept getting harder the more his hands forced yours up and down his shaft.

He smirked, devilish. “I can do that. I can do waayy more than that princess.” he spoke in a very husky voice, slightly different than what he had been doing.

His lips quickly caught yours. Kissing you rough, aggressive but passionately. His hands left yours and went straight to your shirt, sliding underneath. You pulled away and lifted your arms above your head, allowing him to take your shirt off. In one swift motion he lifted your shirt off and tossed by his. His hands reached around and unsnapped your bra and tossing it as well.

His eyes looked at over your body, “take your jeans off” his voice more demanding.

You nodded and took your jeans and panties off, both your stood naked. His cock fully erected. His eyes looked over body, stopping at your stomach pouch and thighs. He licked his lips.

A blush formed on your cheeks and before you could even think, he lifted you and tossed you on the bed. His hands spread your legs apart and you felt his tongue lick one of your thighs. His saliva was hot and you could feel his tongue piercing. You moaned softly.

His tongue stopped right by your pussy lips, he then scrapped his teeth against your thigh. Nibbling softly and then biting down harder.

“Ahh” you breathed out, squirming slightly.

“Sensitive huh, princess?” he teased while his teeth sunk into your thigh again.

Your body arched feeling his teeth continuously bite into your thigh. He switched sides and did the same to the other thigh. Licking all the way to the pussy lips and then nibbling and biting all the way down. His hands on your hip with his fingernails digging in slightly.

“Toji..I” your skin was so sensitive.

He looked at you squirm and laughed, “You wanted to be destroyed, remember. Now be a good girl and let me give you want you want. What we both want princess.” His voice and words made your stomach flip. Are all one-night stands this way?

He crawled up your body and planted a kiss on your lips.

“Let me eat your pussy,” it wasn’t a question, more or less a demand. You nodded, feeling your body heat rise.

He kissed your lips once more and crawled back down your body, his tongue tracing along your body the entire way down.

He stopped at the top of your pussy. His lips licked your pussy folds up and down and planting on kiss on them before his tongue entered. His tongue licked your clit. You could feel his tongue piercing on your clit. Flicking it back and forth.

“MMMM,” you moaned out. The piercing made the sensation 10 times hotter. His tongue continued flicking and massaging your clit.

“Ahh!” your hands went to his greasy black hair. You felt him hum. The vibration making your clit twitch.

His tongue played and teased your clit, moving slow at first and then speeding up and back to slow again. Each time you moaned his name. Your hands in his hair, gripped tightly.

“Getting close are you?” He teased while his eyes looked at you. Your eyes rolling back and your teeth biting your bottom lip hard.

He smiled against your pussy. His entire mouth took your clit in, and he began sucking.

“AAAAA!!” you cried out.

His sucked your clit like he was trying to suck in air to breathe. His tongue occasionally flicking your clit.

While sucking on your clit, he slid two fingers inside you. He moaned. Your pussy was wet and warm.

It turned him on even more. He sucked harder and his fingers fucked you. Shoving in and out, some wetness from your pussy flowing. His one mission was to get your first orgasm out of the way.

“Toji…oooh fuc…Toji” you screamed and arched your back. His fingers plunging in and out of you. His mouth sucking on your harder than a baby does on a mom’s tit.

You screamed and he moaned, feeling your first orgasm push his fingers out of your pussy and liquid flow into his mouth. He moaned louder when the liquid kept flowing.

He looked up at you, his face drenched in your fluids. His fingers coated with your thick, white paste. He sucked on his fingers, taking your cum in his mouth and swallowed.

“My God princess, you taste better than most..” he said smirking and licking your cum that remains on his fingers.

Your body shakes slightly from the release you just.

“First orgasm felt good huh? I see you shaking princess. I hope you didn’t think this one-night stand was over…” he grinned and reposition himself so that he is on his knees, in between your legs. His cock was throbbing and ready. His hands jerked up and down on his cock while he looked at you.

You felt more heat wash over your body as you watched him stare at you and jerk himself off. It was sexy.

“Let’s see how good your pussy takes me, princess” he mocked as he reached over and grabbed a condom from the nightstand. He quickly put it on and leaned down on you. The tip of his cock entered your pussy. Just the tip. In and out of your pussy; stretching the entry way.

You moaned as your hands gripped onto the sheets. He watched your movements and grinned before forcing himself all the way in your pussy.

Your back arched and you screamed out his name. His hand covered your mouth and his body pressed completely onto yours.

“Shhhh…I know princess. I’m a big guy” he teased. He began thrusting in and out of you, stretching you out more and more. It hurt but also felt good.

“Fucking shit, princess. Your pussy is so god damn tight,” he grunted as he pushed deeper into you.

His hands moved from your mouth to the strand of hair that fell on your face. He pushed it behind your ear and as you were about to cry out again his hand went to your throat. The grip was hard, but you were still able to breathe. His thumb massaging your throat.

“Princess, you gotta be quiet. You want people to hear?” he grinned, and his pace picked up. His thrusts were faster, and your pussy was getting more wet.

Your eyes rolled back. His thrusts, grip on your neck and his words made you heated and hornier.

“MMMM that’s it, cum again. Cum again princess”, he moaned thrusting in and out of your pussy. The tip of his cock slamming it your g spot. Your hips bucked and another round of orgasm came flowing out of you.

“Mmmmmmm” you moaned out. He released his grip on your throat and his eyes rolled back.

“I don’t think I could ever get tired of watching you cum” he hummed.

He kept fucking you. And it felt amazing.

“Take it off,” you whined, feeling his cock smash into you.

“Whats that princess?” he asked, pausing for a second. His cock inside you throbbing.

“Take it off…the condom…I want to feel your cock..” you whined.

He laughed, “Princess, my pull out game is nonexistent..” he spoke. “I’m pretty sure the last thing we want from this one-night stand is a—” you cut him off, “I’m on birth control” you point to your arm to show the tiny implant that was injected into you several months.

He leans down and looks at it and looks at you.

“Is that truly what you want?” he asked. His tone had a more sincereness and his cock was still pulsing inside you, so it was evident that he wanted it too.

“Yes.” You answered and nodded your head.

He pulls out, your pussy leaking and your back arching again. He takes the condom off and throws it on the ground. He bites his lip and leans back on you.

His mouth covers yours. Kissing you hard. His tongue dancing inside your mouth. His hips drive into yours and his cock goes all the way inside your pussy. You moan deeply into his mouth as does he. His cock feels nice and thick. You can feel his girth and the ridges against your pussy walls.

He pulls away from your mouth, “FUCK! Your pussy is sooo wet. Holy shit” he moans, his breath hitting your face.

“Fuck me hard” you tell him. He smiles and nods and tosses his head back.

His thrusting is hard, aggressive and tears into your pussy. The force of his motions cause the bed to slam against the wall and the sound of creaking and you both moaning and screaming each other’s names fills the room!

“Y/N!!!!!”, “TOJI”, “AAAA!! AAAA!!”, “FUCK!! OHHHH FUCK!!”

Sweat drips down his forehead onto you and pushes faster and further into your pussy. Your hands wrap around his back, your nails dig into his back causing him to arch his body and moan.

“MMMMM! FUCKING PRINCESSS!!!” he moans loudly. He is so close. So so close.

Your hands fall to his arms, feeling his muscle bulge out. He quickly grabs your arms and pins them above your head.

“I’m so fucking close y/n. Let me. Let me fucking destroy your sexy ass pussy.” he grunts out.

You nod and stare at him.

He closes his eyes and his cock rams you with so much force that your entire body moves on the bed. Slamming harder and harder. His hips crashing and grinding into yours at full speed.

“Ah! Ah! Ah! Ahhh! AHH!!” you cry out as your entire body is getting annihilated by him.

He grunts harder and fucks your pussy faster and faster.

“AHHHH shit!!!!” he yells, as his seed explodes inside you. Toji breathes hard and sweat continues to drip onto you. His head hangs down and he slowly pulls out of you. His cum flowing onto the sheets. Your pussy was stuffed to the brim.

He falls down beside you on the bed. Both of you breathing heavy.

“Y/N…believe it or not, but that was the first time I came in a long time,” he spoke, “Thank you”. He looked over at you. That dangerous aurora that you felt in the beginning going away. Your eyes met his. Are one-night stands usually like this? Every fanfic you read it was always quick. This felt different. Oh, don’t kid yourself. A man like him probably has women lined up and is just saying that to make you feel good. Your friend told you that he is a womanizer, which made him the perfect candidate for a one-night stand.

He laughs, “I can read your thoughts from a mile away, y/n. Our friends paired us knowing my rep and your breakup.” He propped himself up on one of his elbows and looked at you. His body was shaking slightly and his cock slowly softening. Your pussy kept dripping.

“Look, princess, I’m not against making this more than a one-night stand. Especially with a body and pussy like yours.” His green eyes scan your face. “I wouldn’t mind getting to know you more and not just physically,” his hand pushes back a strand of your hair.

“Or we can be one-night stand buddies, only fuck each other when the moment rises and nothing more.” He suggested. “Up to you princess. Although I know we both want something more,” he leaned down and kissed your lips. Long and sensual before getting on top of your body and going for round two.

#jujutsu kaisen smut #anime #jujutsu kaisen #toji x y/n #toji x you #toji smut #jujutsu toji #jjk toji #toji fushiguro #toji x reader #toji x female reader

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jazzthatonewriterchick · 11 months

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MY MASTERLIST

Writer's Note: Hey, y'all! I finally remembered to do a masterlist for my fic shit so everyone can find my work more easily. Enjoy & thank you so much for the love! -Jazz 💕

Oneshots

A New Kind of Distraction (KiriMina x Bi!Fem!Reader) (18+) - After your boyfriend of a year breaks up with you on what would have been your two-year anniversary, your very good, very attractive friend Mina (whom you’ve secretly been crushing on since high school) and her even more attractive boyfriend Kirishima decide that the only way to get you over your shit ex is through a threesome with her and him when you get an invite to Dynamight’s birthday party.

Smile for the Camera (Geto Suguru x Black!Plus-sized!Fem!Reader) - In which you decide to volunteer to model for your friend’s lingerie line photoshoot when the original model gets sick and meet the very sexy photographer who isn’t letting you leave until you realize how gorgeous you are.

All Up in Your Mind (Hitoshi x Black!Fem!Reader) (18+) - In which you decide to use Hitoshi’s quirk to your advantage when things get tough in your life and you just need a bit of release. Lucky for you, Hitoshi is an understanding and generous guy, but what happens when he starts to get sick of trying to understand why you put up that wall between them even though you’re visiting him every weekend?

Trigger Me (Aizawa-centric/No Reader) [Request Fill] (18+) - In which Aizawa decides to take matters into his own hands to try and ease his stress a little more, but what starts as something fun and interesting when he stumbles across a hypnosis video catered to stronger orgasms turns into a BIG problem when he finds himself unable to break away from the hold his new addiction has on him.

When I Get Home (Hawks x Black!Fem!Reader) (18+) - In which Keigo realizes how truly lucky he is to have you by his side despite his refusal to open up to you and show you how deep his scars run, so he decides when he finally gets home from his stupid fucking mission, he’ll show you his scars, his heart, and everything more.

A Birthday Threesome for 'Suki (Bakugou x Fem!Reader) (18+) - In which you and your best friend decide to help your man see the joy in birthdays by giving him a threesome. Also, Bakugou likes butt plugs. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY HUBBY 🎈

Like A Big Girl (Quirkless!Dabi x Black!Fem!Reader) (18+) - In which you get the surprise of your life when your apartment neighbor and crush (who happens to be extremely anti-social) shows up at your housewarming party to celebrate your moving into your first-ever apartment after a breakup.

Peace and Quiet (poly!Geto x Gojo x Black!Fem!Reader) - In which you realize peace and quiet aren’t ideal with your two noisy ass (yet extremely attractive) coworkers renting out the same Airbnb as you while visiting the hot springs on a business trip. But lucky for you, they know another way to help you relax.

Drunk N Nasty (poly!Pro!Bakusquad x Black!Fem!Reader 18+ One Shot) - In which you and Mina get tired of your boring ass boyfriends not making time for their girlfriends, so you two decide to hit the club for a night out with every intention of getting under your boyfriends’ skin. Fortunately for you, it works and your men decide to teach you and Mina a lesson about being some disobedient brats.

Ao3 link here!

Several Shots Later (Pro!Sero x Black!Chubby!Fem!Reader 18+ One Shot) - In which you go on a vacation in an effort to relax and feel more confident, but find yourself falling for the sexy stranger who sends you a drink across the room and also happens to give you some firsthand dance lessons and a night you’ll never forget.

In the Fruit Orchard (Bull!KiriBaku x Heifer!Reader) [REQUEST FILL] - In which you, a heifer girl, get a night with the hottest bull boys on Aizawa's farm after a trip through the fruit orchard.

Dance For Me (Fatgum x Black!Fem!Reader 18+ One Shot) - In which you give Fatgum the experience of a lifetime when his friends drag him to a strip club for his birthday.

First Day Jitters (Pornstar!Bakugou x Fem!Reader 18+ One Shot) - In which you spend your first day on the job as a pornstar with your favorite adult film persona in front of the cameras and are shown what it’s really like fucking with a pro.

Breakin' A Sweat (Kiri x Tetsu x Black!Fem!Reader 18+ One Shot) - In which your weekly session with your very hot personal trainers ends in a different kind of workout when they reciprocate your burning attraction to them.

Ao3 link here!

Yours To Keep (Daddy Dom!Law x sub!Fem!Reader 18+ One Shot) - In which your boyfriend the best gift you can give him: yourself, totally and completely.

Lost in the Woods (Werewolf!BakuKiri x Black!Plus-Sized!Fem!Reader 18+ One Shot) - In which you get lost on your way home one night while coming back from a party and end up straight in the jaws of two strange yet sexy men who you get the feeling aren't quite human.

The Swordsman’s Secret (msub!Zoro x Black!Femdom!Reader 18+ One Shot) - In which your favorite swordsman has an interesting secret and kink that you are more than happy to explore with him in the bedroom. Or in which Zoro gets pegged for the first time. HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ZORO! 💚

Going Half (on a Baby) (Toxic!Toji x Black!Fem!Reader 18+ One Shot) - In which Toji, your fuck buddy for five years and the man you're secretly in love with, "persuades" you to let him fuck without a condom after he exposes himself for his breeding kink.

Prove Your Worth to Me (Brat-tamer!CEO!Nanami x Bratty!Black!Fem!Reader 18+ One Shot) - In which you apply for a sectorial job, but the interview process is a lot more intense than you bargained for.

Daddy's Home (Dom!Gojo x Sub!Black!Fem!Reader 18+ One Shot) - It’s been 3 years. You believe your fiancé is dead. You’ve been attempting to move forward in your life without him there beside you. You try to grieve properly in order to move on….until he comes home. And he’s more than ready to make up lost time.

The Greatest Gift of All (JJK Men x Black!Fem!Reader 18+ One Shot) - In which your friends take it upon themselves to help you release your inner slut by taking you to a glory hole for the first time to get you some dick for Christmas. Many of them.

WRAPPED UP TIGHT (Dom!Levi x Sub!Fem!Reader 18+ One Shot) - In which you surprise Levi with a special present under the tree for his birthday and Christmas: you, naked, wrapped up in Christmas lights.

I Love a Challenge (Brat-tamer!Toji x Bratty!Self-Insert!Reader 18+ One Shot)[REQUEST FILL] - In which you feel like you are boss enough to make Toji break when you meet him one night at a club and he gives you a lesson on what happens when you go toe to toe with him in the bedroom. Your fierceness and brattiness may be sexy, but Toji knows a thing or two about making anyone submit…and he loves a challenge. That challenge being you, little V!

SELF LOVE 101 (Gojo x Black!Self-Insert!Reader 18+ One Shot) [REQUEST FILL] - When you get invited to your coworker's Valentine's Day party, you have no intention of going. Especially since this particular coworker isn't exactly your cup of tea: Gojo Satoru is just too proud, too cocky, and too damn full of himself for a girl like you. But when you're persuaded to go and find yourself alone with him, Gojo will stop at nothing until you see that loving yourself is nothing to hate on. After all, a beautiful woman like you deserves to be loved on...especially on camera.

Comfortable With You (Inexperienced!Painter!Choso x Black!Fem!Reader 18+ One Shot) - Choso has never been anyone like you before: so confident and sure of yourself yet so sweet and compassionate. He can’t stop thinking about you. So to make this Valentine’s Day one you’ll never forget, he’ll show you just how comfortable he is with you and how desperately he wants to make you feel the same…even though you’re his first everything. [Based on the song “Comfortable” by H.E.R.]

Sweet Like Sugar (Tattoo Artist!Geto x Black!Bimbo!Reader 18+ One Shot) - In which Geto gets paid a pleasant surprise at his tattoo shop when his favorite, cute little bimbo client comes to visit one night on his birthday to cover her ex's tattoo.

Served On A Platter (Sanji Vinsmoke x Black!Fem!Reader 18+ One Shot) - In which you give a very special surprise breakfast to your favorite love chef for his birthday...and you make pancakes too.

In A Rut (Monster!Hawks x Black!Fem!Reader 18+ One Shot) - You haven't seen your boss around the office in a while ever since he started feeling "under the weather", but when you decide to visit him one day to cheer him up with some soup, you realize that this isn't a normal spring cold. Your boss is in heat and you, his good little assistant, are the only one who can help him cure it.

Playin’ Games (Choso x Self-Insert!Reader 18+ One Shot) [COMMISSION FILL] - In which your brother's best friend calls from his business trip to play a game of truth or dare over a Skype call, but it quickly turns into something else once your brother heads to bed and naughty pics and strip teasing get involved.

Short Stories/Fics

I'll Show You "Uptight" (Bakugou x Black!Fem!Reader) (18+) - In which a very pissed and very emotionally frustrated Bakugou decides he’s not going to let you get away with your lip that easily and pays you a visit one girls’ night to prove to you that he is, indeed, able to be “looser” after you make a drunk comment about his introverted and uptight personality to your mutual friends and Kirishima “accidentally” spills the beans.

Ao3 link here!

With Good Weather Brings Good Breedings (BakuKiri x Black!Bunny Girl!Reader) (18+) - In which your spring cycle comes a little earlier than usual and you’re too afraid of your boyfriends–whom you’ve been dating for five months–thinking you’re weird instead of telling them about your cycle during mating season. However, during a picnic thrown especially for you, your two favorite pros are more aware than you realize and are more than happy to help you with your little problem.

Ao3 link here!

A First Time for Everything (BakuKiriMina x Fem!Reader) (18+) - You and your girlfriend Mina have been dating for three amazing years. You couldn’t ask for a better partner–someone who is supportive, loving, and willing to explore new things with you…including in the bedroom. So, after a UA High 5-year reunion when you run into THE Katsuki Bakugou and Eijrou Kirishima, two of the top pros in the game and your old crushes, you don’t expect those past butterflies to come rushing back. And when you find out Mina, Kiri, and Bakugou feel the same, you decide to embark on the journey of experiencing your first-ever foursome and possible polyamorous romance.

Ao3 link here!

Longer-Lengthed Stories/Fics

Here, Kitty, Kitty (Aizawa x Black!Catgirl!Reader) (18+) - In which you find yourself in the weirdest predicament after you’re scooped up and taken to a cat cafe after you decide to take the streets to fight some crime, and you’re adopted by your very anti-social and hot coworker Aizawa aka Eraserhead. [COMPLETED]

Ao3 link here!

Lovers & Friends (Hawks x Black!Fem!Reader) (18+) - In which you and Keigo have begun to realize the strange new feelings you both have for each other after one drunken night at a close friend’s wedding that ends with you in his bed, but because of your longtime friendship and committed relationships with other people, you’re more than happy to forget that night even happened and keep your mutual feelings in the dark…for now, at least. [COMPLETED]

Ao3 link here!

Hit 'Em Up! (Cowboy!SatoSugu x Black!Cowgirl!Reader) (18+) - You get to meet Geto & Gojo the Gunslingers, the notorious outlaws that have every town and law enforcement in a twist, when your bum-ass BF offers you as payment to avoid going to prison. Little do they know that this is only a part of your plan to get what you desire. But when you realize that the infamous gun-slinging, smooth-talking cowboys could be everything you want and more when they offer you a deal to team up with them, will you successfully be able to go through with it? [ON-GOING]

Headcanons N Drabbles

When You Wear Glasses (BNHA) (18+) (for Black!Fem!Readers)

Sundress Season (BNHA) (18+) (for Black!Fem!Readers)

You're the Cutest Bimbo He's Ever Seen (MHA) (18+) (for Fem!Readers)

You’re Not Wearing Any Panties (One Piece) (18+) (for Black!Fem!Readers)

He Gets H*rny From Your Halloween Costume (One Piece) (18+) (for Fem!Readers)

He Gets H*rny From Your Halloween Costume (JJK) (18+) (for Black!Fem!Readers)

You Speak His Native Language to Him (18+) (One Piece) (for Fem!Readers)

They're Your Blind V-Day Date (18+) (Crossover Anime) (For Black!Fem!Readers)

Where He Takes You For Your V-Day Date (18+) (JJK) (For Black!Fem!Readers)

#bnha smut #smutty smut #black fanfic writer #my fic shit #my works #black coded reader #black writers #masterlist

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99pluto · 6 months

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'*•.¸♡ Passenger princess♡¸.•*'

Pairing: Jihoon/Woozi x reader

Tags: smut, OS, wrote this because i did a swipe game on tiktok, unedited, boyfriend!Jihoon

Word count: 2.5k

a/n: This ain't good, but Jihoon is a passenger princess tsundere, whom i am never forgiving for being a fake cutie patootie how the f is he so hot ???? Anyways stream Seventeenth Heaven, i'm obsessed with Monster.

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-"Come on Hoon, i see your friends more than you do, Soonyoung was so excited when I told him we were going.

Your boyfriend just grunts as an answer to your statement. He’s nested himself in the comfortable passenger seat of your BMW M8. The music of your playlist softly playing in the background while you drive in the city by night makes you forget your long day, you just love to drive and your boyfriend doesn’t, you’re basically the perfect match.

-I’m busy working, he mumbles.

-Yeah so am I babe, but I happen to find the time to like, live you know.

He grumbles something inaudible, and you peak at him, he’s wearing a big hoodie but his arms and chest make it look like a regular sized hoodie. He looks damn hot without even trying, he catches you glancing and shoots you one of those smiles, he knows. You swallow back the need to sit on his lap and kiss him passionately while having your hands in his hair, you can’t remember how long it has been since the two of you had plans outside, and indeed, Jihoon had been so busy with work and so did you, you feel like you haven’t had a date in ages.

Before he says anything, you glance back at him and state:

-You’re hot.

He still has that petty smile on his face, and you want to erase it one way or another.

-You’re cute.

His answer shoots some anger in your veins. Cute ? You were wearing the smallest black dress you had found in your closet, your ass was in direct contact with the seat, you looked smoking hot, your boobs and collarbones out, but he said “cute”. Yeah, that was Jihoon, a fucking tease.

You tighten your grip on the steering wheel and press on the gas pedal.

Jihoon holds the door for you to enter the restaurant, you approach the biggest table with fourteen seats. A few whistles greet you.

-Damn [Y/N], leave some for others.

You sit next to Mingyu who complimented you with the sweetest smile, Jihoon sits in front of you, next to Joshua.

-You’re bringing the most beautiful lady of the city to the restaurant and that’s how you show up Jihoon ? Asks Joshua.

Jihoon looks at you with a mysterious glint in his eyes.

-Yeah.

-You’re strong soldier.

-Y’all overdoing it guys, you chuckle.

And the twelve men start speaking all together, arguing in an angry noise that you’re wrong.

You did want to be pretty and hot for your man because you were going out, but you didn’t expect to be the center of the attention for so long and to the whole group.

Luckily the waiter interrupted all of it so you would all order drinks. You ask for sparkling water with a slice of lemon.

-You’re not having some champagne with us [Y/N] ? Asks Mingyu.

Jihoon’s soft voice raises.

-She’s driving.

Mingyu looks at you and you give him a small smile before pointing at your boyfriend.

-Passenger princess.

-As if you’d let me touch your BM-

-Never.

He scoffs, satisfied with your answer, knowing he was right.

There is some tension between you two, you can’t figure out what Jihoon is thinking since your brief conversation in the car.

Mingyu’s arm sits lazily on top of your chair while you sip your water and chat with Joshua and him.

-Hey what’s your perfume ? Is it a new one ? Asks the tall guy next to you, he’s close and towering you although he’s sitting, the height gap is still huge.

-Yeah I bought it last week, Zadig & Voltaire, I thought it was a refreshing smell.

-It is, it really suits you.

He gives you a genuine smile and you feel yourself blush a bit.

-You really are gorgeous tonight [Y/N], if I had known I would have dressed a bit better because you really make us look like fools, compliments Joshua with his chin on his hand.

-Stop it guys you’re going to make me blush, plus you’re talking nonsense, you could dress with a trash bag and still be the hottest guys alive. One day you guys will admit you’re a handsome only group of friends.

Joshua and Mingyu laugh and Mingyu answers.

-Yeah that’s why you fit right in.

You catch the way Jihoon finishes his glass of champagne without his eyes leaving you.

-What’s up with you guys, I’ve never seen you being such flirts.

-Come on, if it’s not us, Jihoon must be telling you all of those things.

You glance back at your boyfriend who looks up at Mingyu.

-By the way, any update on your part Mingyu ? I need to check with Seungcheol too but I’m missing your lyrics for the hip hop unit.

-Ah yeah, I’m nearly done, I’ll send them to you tomorrow, we can soon start recording, I just need to check a few things with Wonwoo.

Jihoon nods and crosses his huge ass arms, you can’t help but stare. He rolled his sleeves and your eyes are glued to his big muscled arms. Your mind goes blank and your thigh press together at the thought of his delicate hands around your throat while he-

You grab Mingyu’s glass and drink half of it at once.

-I need to go to the bathroom.

You stand up quickly without letting anyone time to answer.

You sigh while washing your hands, you were so excited about being with all the boys and your boyfriend tonight but something about the vibe was off for you. Was it Jihoon’s answer to you in the car ? The way he was painfully silent after that ? Were you just being horny and overthinking all of that ? Who knows.

You made your way back to the table and Soonyoung had stolen your seat to talk with Jihoon, he was his usual self, all hype and happy to see his favourite friend. Since your seat was taken, you joined the other part of the group, seating with Seokmin, Junhui and Seungcheol.

Minghao popped his head and just blankly stated the brand of your dress, you nod to him and he give you a wink with a smile.

-My girl got the greatest taste in fashion.

You smile and wink back at him raising Soonyoung’s empty glass to him.

You chat a bit with Junhui and you join Seungcheol’s laughter when Seokmin tells you about some weird encounter on his way to the restaurant. The waiter then comes back for you to order your food and a few minutes later you join your original seat to eat.

Hansol, Joshua, Jihoon and Mingyu are talking about work as you lazily look at your boyfriend being the most talkative he’s been ever since you left the car. Chewing on your pastas you watch Jihoon lean over the table mid-sentence, wipe the pesto off the corner of your lips with his thumb before licking it and continuing what he was saying.

You’re used to this kind of behaviour, sometimes he seems cold but actually he’s caring. He gives you a small wink when Hansol answers him and he smiles at your confused look.

The rest of the dinner goes well, Joshua and Mingyu seem in a hell of a flirty mood and you laugh a lot due to alcohol being heavily involved for them. You’re surprised Jihoon hasn’t said anything about his friends’ behaviour at this point, although they’re his closest friends they’re being heavy on the open flirting literally in front of your boyfriend. After an hour you stopped being caught off guard and you just play along and laugh about it.

-No cuz Jihoon’s so obsessed with masterpieces he had his girl to be one like, is this a kink ? Mingyu asks Joshua.

-I mean man got taste, thanks god he’s working with us.

Joshua uses a serious tone which makes you chuckle.

-Cheers to that.

And that’s how Joshua and Mingyu finish another glass while you’re now laughing, they’re cute and you’re finally having a great time.

-Guys, it was great seeing you again, thanks for tonight, but it’s getting pretty late and [Y/N] is working tomorrow, I’ll see you on Thursday at the studio and tomorrow at the meeting.

Jihoon spoke while slowly getting up. You furrow your brows as you look at him and sigh while the boys complain that it’s too early and they’ve only had seven bottles.

-[Y/N] come on say something you can’t be already leaving !

You shrug and answer Soonyoung.

-Passenger princess here isn’t wrong though.

More complains rise from the table but you’re already gathering your things, you had a good night but you’re still a bit upset with your boyfriend being weird. Mingyu squeezes your forearm and tells you to message the groupchat once safe at home. You smile at him and gives him a peck on the cheek, he returns your smile and you wave goodbye at everyone while two other bottles of alcohol arrive at the table.

Jihoon stops in front of the door and turns to you, he grabs the belt of your coat and closes it, securing your body in the garment. He looks up to meet your eyes and speaks softly.

-It’s gotten real cold, come on.

And he opens the door for you.

You blankly stare at the road, not really knowing what’s going on with Jihoon, so after five minute into a silent drive you give him a quick glance.

-What is it?

His elbow against the passenger’s door and his chin resting on his fist he turns his gaze to you.

-What ?

-What’s with you tonight ? Did you really don’t want to meet them ?

You pause.

-At some point I thought you were enjoying yourself, why are you being weird ?

He just stares at you, you can feel his gaze from the corner of your eye. After a few seconds you turn your head to see his face.

-What ?

You’re completely lost.

-You’re asking me what is going on ?

He seems serious, you nod.

-Yeah…

He sighs.

-[Y/N] you dragged me out of home looking like the tastiest snack ever without even giving me the chance to taste that snack and I had to try and not fuck you in your car in front of that restaurant.

Your foot unconsciously lifts from the gas pedal as you hear him speak.

-You should have.

You finally say when stopping at a traffic light, then turn your face to look at him.

-Fuck I can’t with you anymore.

He gently pulls your face closer and gives you the slowest yet sloppiest kiss ever. You feel that familiar heat between your thighs and notice the light is green once he breaks the kiss.

You giggle and bite your lips. He was upset because he was horny all this time ? The same glint in his eyes, he stares at you and hums in frustration while grabbing your thigh and squeezing it. This enables you to press a bit more on the gas pedal.

Once your car parked and the garage closed, Jihoon storms out of the car and joins you, desperately throwing himself at you and your lips, you moan in his embrace and feel his hard cock through his jeans against your hips.

-How the fuck did you think that dress was a good idea.

It’s not even a question, he’s out of breath and speaking fast not to break contact with your lips and tongue for too long. Your hands grasping his hair you lean your back against the car behind you and lift your right leg against his hip.

-I was hoping you’d like it, you whisper while he’s busy making out with your neck.

He grabs you by the hand and makes you sit on the black hood of your BMW.

-You’re a witch.

You grab his hair as he leans on his forearms, lifting your dress over your hips, he kisses your cunt through your humid underwear.

-Spell it with your tongue.

He swiftly pushes your panties to the side and does as you requested. His warm tongue feels so good against you and a small moan escapes your throat.

-Enough.

You try and push him away, you want to play with him too. He groans and lifts himself up to meet your face and kiss you again, you can taste yourself on his lips.

Hopping down from the hood, you push him against it and undo his belt, his dick making his boxers ridiculously small. You kneel and look up at him, enjoying the way he is so expecting but patiently waiting for you to do things at your pace.

-[Y/N] you’ll be the death of me.

You finally free his shaft and give a small lick on the head, making he hiss.

-Don’t ever give me the tsundere treatment again Lee Jihoon.

And you take him in your mouth. You start bobbing your head and he places his hand on your head, another moan escapes you, making your throat vibrate around his cock. A gasp escapes him, you look up at his face, his mouth open his taking in the view of the hottest woman ever having his dick in her mouth.

-Fucking hell who sent you on Earth, you’re so perfect.

You can feel your wetness spread to your thighs, that’s when he pulls your hair to stop you.

-Stop, get up.

You get up and he lifts you again on the hood of the car, you immediately take off your panties, which makes him smile.

-Good girl.

He leans on his left hand and steals a kiss before grabbing your hips with his right one to have them closer to his. Your legs spread around him, he aligns himself and takes in the view of your pussy begging to be filled.

-Mine.

He says as he slams into you, making you scream in surprise.

-Fucking mine.

He starts mercilessly pounding into you, the rougher he gets the more you call his name, as if to bring you back down to Earth because he’s sending you to heaven with each thrust he makes.

You’re whimpering and trying not to collapse, your arms are weak and trying to support you through being angrily fucked by your boyfriend.

-[Y/N] I’m close.

After a few seconds and slower but harder ins and outs, he lets out a loud groan calling your name as you feel his cum flooding your insides.

You’re both out of breath, still deep inside you he kisses you passionately and you chuckle.

-Feeling better ?

You ask with a tender smile.

He grabs you by the ass and carries you out of the garage.

-No, I need to fuck the idea to wear that dress again out of you.

-Why is that ?

You giggle, his palms on your cheeks and you arms locked behind his neck.

-I won’t survive another night with Mingyu and Joshua verbally making out with you, he groans.

You kick the air with your feet amused by his jealousy.

-And get your car washed tomorrow, your ass is printed on your baby’s hood."

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WHAT DATING DAMON SALVATORE IS LIKE (DAMONXWITCH!S/O):

⚫️summary; Dating Damon as a Witch!S/O. Reader is a very powerful witch who met Damon & Stefan in 1864 & has been close with them ever since.

⚠️warnings; angst, emotional, horny!Damon, some swearing, if you’re not 18+ go away, smutish topics, blood ofc, etc.

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-knowing the Salvatore brothers was like knowing heaven & hell but mainly… hell…they fought & fought & fought, well you catch my drift & for the stupidest reasons too. Knowing they cared for each other just wasn’t enough. Y/n Y/L/n had to come along to literally rip them apart when they would get physical.

-dating Damon however was insane, if he wasn’t attached at your hip, it’d be his hips rutting into yours… if he wasn’t feeling you near him as much as possible he’d be clinging to you whenever he could…

-his smile? your favorite thing.

-his eyes though? they made you feel like you would ascend at any second.

-you? his drug.

-he made sure to always be romantic & loving when no one saw & even if they did? he’d do so much more just to sicken them.

-dating Damon was full of chaos & getting hurt both physically & emotionally. but overall it was like your 100+ years of friendship actually meant something.

-he knew you like the back of his hand & when he saw your eyes flicker in the same color of your powers? he knew danger was close. as in you being the danger.

-he would try his best to keep you calm but would ultimately fail & watch you slaughter the enemy alongside Bonnie whom you had taught as well.

-he loved watching your anger take over. really? he just loved watching you give into your emotions, knowing you had taken years to let the fear of what you could do go.

-dating Damon was like fire and ice, fighting for domination until one let the other win.

-it was like an eternal spark was lit when you both admitted your feelings while watching your best friend/his brother fall in love.

-“you know, the way he looks at Elena, is how I imagine I look at you.” Damon would accidentally say as your legs laid in his lap & a glass of bourbon in both of your guys’ hands.

-“really? I would say the same but I know i’d do a lot more damage if someone hurt

you. I would probably go on a rampage.” you would reply as his hand ran up your leg, squeezing the flesh slightly as he heard those words leave your lips.

-it would soon turn to broken glass on the floor as he had you pinned to the wall while his lips attacked yours passionately.

-the intense confession became a night of entangled bodies and “i’ve loved you for so long” being repeated over & over.

-from there he’d never let a single hair

on your head get hurt.

-throwing his leather jacket over your shoulder when he saw your cold.

-eyes always looking for you in a room to make sure you were okay.

-PROTECTIVE! BOYFRIEND!

-if he even suspected someone wanted to hurt you, he’d go after them.

-would love to watch you train with Bonnie & Caroline.

-always trying to be the best he can be for you.

-“You know, you look pretty fucking gorgeous when you slam someone into the ground like that. Never knew telekinesis could be so hot.” Damon would say in the middle of a big ass fight.

-“Oh really? One second— Well get used to it tough guy.” You would say between blasting another hybrid into pieces.

-training with Damon & Alaric for fun but also to get their endurance to

magic up.

-being his serenity.

-him being yours but also your chaos.

-Stefan reminding you both that no matter how different you both were you still mended so perfectly together & it only made your heart flutter even more.

-dating Damon Francesco Salvatore is like being protected, loved, needed, desired, cared for, & worshipped all in one.

-but it was also making sure he felt the same love he gave because god knows that man desires that so much.

-he would melt in your touch & would be on his knees for you if you wanted.

-of course with his head between your knees if you wanted too.

-Damon Salvatore, your eternal

soulmate, the one you’d give your life for, the one who’d know exactly what you needed at your worst & the one you’d rip the world apart to protect. Your Forever.

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A Distraction For A Cameron

TW: smut. Dom!rafe. Language.

SUMMARY: Your methods of distraction are fruitful.

WORD COUNT: 1200

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TW: Smut. Language

Requested: Okay but reader trying to calm him down after Ward leaves !!!!!!! Dying

A Distraction For A Cameron

You heard the yelling from the second you crossed over the threshold. Your purse deposited in the same corner of the counter you frequented when wearing a specific summer dress that gave your boyfriend the perfect access to your unclothed thighs. But this was something even more consistent.

The way Rafe was belittled by his father, whom the entirety of the Outer Banks believed to have been killed by his own hand, never seemed to cease. And even in the moments where you thought he should have been happy, you saw what remained of his father's effect on him.

"Are you okay?" You asked when creeping into the backyard, where he had begun pacing by his truck. His hands running swiftly through his buzzed cut.

"Shit...did you...how long have you been here?" He never wanted you involved. He always told you he had it handled and you just had to be patient. But the look behind his eyes of uncertainty was enough to make you close the distance between you and submit a hand to his chest.

"Enough… I heard enough."

"I told you I was gonna meet you at the club later. Why didn't you listen? Why doesn't anyone listen?" He was still upset, fuming almost, but holding back from taking it out on you. The idea would come from that realization. Maybe he didn't need consoling, as shown as he slipped from your touch. Maybe he needed an outlet.

"Rafe..."

"I just uh...I just need to be...I need to think."

"Rafe..." He moved closer, catching his hand and leading him towards you.

"I think you need to do the exact opposite..."

"Things are really bad right now and you need to...you can't be here...you shouldn't..." His words began to fall away as you set him against the hood of his car, your lips parted to tease his neck. His fingers were quick to reciprocate to your sides, burying in for purchase.

"You want to distract me? Yeah?" You nodded.

"I want to make you think about me...only me."

"I only ever think about you."

"Then why are we still talking?" You smirked. In one swift motion you were taken against him, lips and tongues quick to collide before his hands palmed your ass through your shorts. With one arm wrapped around your back, he dove his dominant set of fingers into your panties.

"You wanna take my mind off things baby?" You nodded, bending backwards over the hood of his car. "Such a good little girlfriend using your pussy to get me distracted, good fucking pussy…"

"Rafe!"

"Too much?" He slowed, but never stopped, as his fingers plummeted into you. "My girl can take more than my fingers...shit! You're already fucking soaked..."

"Yeeeesss...." You moaned as he took his other hand to the back of your neck.

"Get your ass in the car." You were left for a moment, disoriented, before following him as he took the front seat and unzipped his fly.

"Give me those lips baby...right where they fucking belong..." You positioned yourself in the passenger seat so you leaned over the console, his hand resting at your ass as you began to massage him.

"That's it baby...just like that...fuck..." He breathed to the slow way you reintroduced him to your throat. His hips were quick to snap himself behind your reflex as you gagged. He pulled you up to him. His second hand to your jaw as he widened it.

"Be a good girl...spit." he motioned to his cock. "Shit..." He moaned to the seductive drip you made of his request.

"Yes...fucking...yes..." He fucked your throat as you allowed him the passage without restraint. Something worsened by the finger between your legs as he strummed against your clit.

"You know I need to play too..." He teased. "God damn, I love how you get this wet for me...you were enough to take me?" You nodded quickly as he pulled you from his cock, but only by your hair.

"Wait..." His fingers sped behind you as he watched every fluctuation of your expression. "Yeah, yeah, yeah...that feel good?"

"I wanna come...Rafe...you're making me wanna coooome..."

"Beg for it. Just how I like..."

"Make me come, Rafe...please I'm so wet..."

"And tight, how are you still THIS right after how many times I've fucked you? Huh?" He took a break from the piston of his fingers to slap your ass.

"Fuck!" You gasped.

"Get the fuck on top of me." You followed his pull until you were nearly impaled by him.

"You rub that little clit and you come on my cock...then we'll talk about distracting me..." You worked that sensitive bundle of nerves.

"Shit...I should have tasted you more..." He took the drippings between you and brought them to his lips.

"So fucking sweet..."

"Oh God..." You moaned.

"Faster...if I can see your clit, you aren't touching it enough..." He groaned. "Let me do it." He growled as you raised over him, his other hand submitting you in place.

"Come. Right fucking now...I need it..." Your body relinquished to him.

"Shit!"

"Good girl...keep coming...keep fucking coming..." He fucked hard into you, your body at the mercy of his grip due to the small space.

"I wanna make you come..." You whined.

"Yeah?" You nodded.

"Then fucking do it." He relaxed as you gripped the chair behind him and rode hard. The car shaking and the window condensation as he gripped harshly into your thighs.

"That's it...fuck yeah ..such a good girl..." He smacked your ass. His hand pulled your tee down until your breast was exposed, his mouth suctioning to your sensitive nipples as you were blinded by the stars he made form behind your eyes.

"I'm close...you want it inside?" You climbed back off and pumped him back in your mouth.

"Good girl...swallow me down...all the fucking-shit!" He spasmed beneath you, thrusting without care, before you did as ordered, teary eyes rising to meet him.

"Shiiiit...." He breathed, your eyes observing his just fucked glory.

"Where are we going?" You asked as he started the car.

"I'm getting you a new pair of underwear. And then I'm gonna make you come inside them all night while you try to eat...might hang em off my mirror when I miss ya...let them drip everywhere just like my girl does for me…"

"Rafe...your pants..."

"Clean me up baby ..you made quite a mess..." He drove through figure eight with his cock in your mouth, bucking into you as he pulled to the parking lot, making good on his promise.

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taxkha · 11 months

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would LOVE to hear your klapollo fic recs!! Personally I love anything by cosmicpoet on A03

Oh I have a bunch of cosmicpoets fics in my bookmarks! but okay okay, here we go! And if my wishes could all come true by SeaMint

“‘Our son’ my ass. You’re getting way too into this,” Apollo grumbles, rolling his eyes. “Is this your dream? Do you dream of being divorced and paying alimony, Gavin?” Klavier doesn’t tell him that as far as dreams go, his is to live in a world where a relationship with Apollo, past tense or otherwise, is at all possible. Apollo doesn’t need specifics, or terrible confessions in vet clinics that show how badly Klavier wants to play pretend with him.

Or, Klavier, Apollo, and how cats bring people together in the most convoluted ways possible. Okay so. This one is my favourite Klapollo fanfiction, I literally left a big ass love confession in the comment section because I enjoyed it so much.

Lookin' for a boyfriend (I see that) by SeaMint Five times Apollo tells Klavier about his dates, and the one time Klavier finally gets him to stop. Love this one as well ahh ;_; if it's really me you seek by SeaMint

“Anyway,” Ema keeps going, fully ignoring his sarcasm in favor of staring at a neat corner where the walls meet the ceiling. “I asked if he wanted to go to your party together, but he said he wasn’t going.” “What?” Apollo suddenly finds it very hard to breathe. “Why?” “Hell if I know,” Ema says nonchalantly, but then she turns to him with a smirk. “See if you can figure it out: I believe he told me, and I quote—ahem—'Ach, I would, Fräulein, but I believe Herr Justice would be more comfortable without me there.’”

Or, when Apollo comes home from Khura'in only to learn that Prosecutor Gavin is avoiding him, the last thing he expected was for Gavin to offer to let Apollo stay at his house while he looks for a new apartment. Can you tell that I really like this author shjhsamd Hot for Justice by indirectkissesiniceland

After the events of State v. Misham, Klavier finds himself in a slump, stressed at the prosecutor's office and unable to pen new songs. To his surprise, he finds creative inspiration—and unexpected feelings—spending time with Apollo. Now if only he could release the new tracks without raising any suspicion as to whom his love songs are for. Do...I even need to say anything I think this one is one of the most well known fics, ive seen it in pretty much every fic rec post so far.

just finally say you love me by ahmackalak

“Backpacking through Europe?”

“Ja! I’ve wanted to go for ages – it’s been so long since I’ve been back home, I figure I might as well make it a whole journey.” Klavier’s smile is as easy and agreeable as always, but Apollo isn’t buying it.

Barcelona, Paris, Geneva, Rome, Vienna, Prague, Berlin, Copenhagen.

A trip to Europe with Klavier Gavin...this’ll be fine, right? I like this one a lot too, its very sweet and ahh. Pining. PINING. Stupid Cupid by KrisseyCrystal (IceCreAMS) In which Klavier botches his attempt to confess his feelings to Apollo, and somehow instead sends the entirely wrong message that he's already involved with someone else--a certain brooding and hawkish prosecutor, of all people. Cue the clown music. This is probably one of the funniest fics Ive ever read, I lost it at several instances. Monster Movie Monday by contritecactite

Klavier attends a bad movie marathon at the WAA, gets a boyfriend, and makes peace with Phoenix Wright. Somehow, the last part is the least awkward.

Set sometime post-DD but pre-SOJ. This one is very cute and wholesome, I love the idea of the wright agency kiddos hanging out with Klavier :") Need more of that. love at first sight (and other common misconceptions) by experimentaldragonfire

Klavier's always been certain that when he runs into the person he's going to fall in love with, he'll just know. Apollo believes the exact opposite--that you can't fall in love with someone without getting to know them first.

After a bit of convincing, Klavier's starting to see Apollo's point.

Just read everything by this author, one of my fave authors. 10/10 humor and writing :3c in effigy by experimentaldragonfire

Apollo discovers some scandalous Gavinners merchandise in Klavier's closet. Klavier, having no shame, decides that this is an excellent opportunity to have some fun with it.

or, The One With The Official Gavinners Dildos This ones nsfw which I don't have to mention considering the...summary 8"D morning revelations (to sleep beside you from now on) by experimentaldragonfire

It’s not until he sees Klavier beside him, golden hair strewn over the pillow like some sort of Renaissance heroine, that Apollo Justice realizes he’s in love.

Apollo wakes up next to Klavier and has to come to terms with his feelings for the prosecutor. It's very cute!! This Is What You Do At Sleepovers, Right? by grimsparkblue

“Let me guess,” Phoenix said, one of those lazy, evil smiles he had back when he wore the same hoodie for weeks on end making an appearance, “You two were in the court library and the power went off. The front and back doors were locked because this place is ancient, so you two decided to tough it out until the cavalry arrived. Then the Brokeback Mountain itch hit you.”

Apollo and Klavier get stuck in the courthouse during a blackout. Enjoyed this one a lot, it's funny and sweet, as the summary suggests.

Just a Curiosity by GigglingGrave Klavier is curious about how Apollo can see through lies. So, of course, he tries to figure it out. What he learns, however, is really much better than what he set out for. Apollo is really cool in this one and I love it when my boy gets to be cool. Baggage by u_andcloud

“Herr Forehead!” Klavier is calling out the nickname before he even realizes what he’s doing. Never mind that this is a German airport and people are giving him strange looks.

Apollo reacts immediately, and the instinctive response is gratifying on its own. His brow creases, he turns, and when he catches sight of Klavier, a disbelieving smile spreads across his lips, and Klavier realizes quite suddenly that, even after two years, he has not gotten over Apollo Justice, not even a little. This one is also really sweet. Jamais Vu by spaceburgers Apollo Justice, at 27 years old, is many things: a defense attorney, Khura’in’s Acting Minister of Justice, a mentor, a brother, a friend. And also, apparently, about to enact one of the biggest clichés of all time by sleeping with his ex at his former boss’s wedding. I LOVE THIS ONE, I already loved spaceburgers fics when I was still super into Sylvix, was very excited to see that they also wrote for Klapollo!! This one has nsfw in it! scoop of the century (read all about it!) by experimentaldragonfire

Working at a gossip magazine aimed at teenage girls is just a way for Apollo Justice to pay his law school tuition--until his article rating Klavier Gavin's outfits goes viral.

After that, he's got half the Internet reading his articles, and it's inevitable that Klavier finds out. This one is so funny!!! Also, read the second part of it which I'm not gonna link here now because its linked in the fic anyway, as its a collection. pen to paper, heart to heart by shepherd Written for the tumblr prompt, ‘instead of drawing the model in our art class ive been drawing you instead because i think youre really cute and oh my god all my papers just fell out of my folder and you saw them and oh my god theres hearts on some of them please kill me now’. Listen, I'm a simple gal. And a simple artist. Artist AUs really speak to me and this one spoke to me loudly. Its super sweet!! Loose Lips by judojudo "Please disregard all prior questions and instead just tell me one thing, Apollo," Miles Edgeworth's tone was half-smug and completely mocking and all Apollo wanted to do was melt into a puddle on the floor, never to be seen or heard from again. "Why are you on Klavier Gavin's wikipedia page?" I like fics that make me laugh and this one did, haha. we caught fire like california in july by lady_mab

n his head, Apollo mentally scolds himself for asking such a dumb question. Because of course Klavier likes him, right?

(Right? Being treated differently from a swarm of adoring fans isn’t necessarily a precursor for LIKE liking someone and what the fuck he’s twenty-four why does he sound like a high school girl from a manga trying to figure out if her crush likes her back?)

(Oh, that suddenly puts a lot of things into perspective, actually.)

(in which apollo contemplates the line between boyfriends and boys that are friends that sometimes kiss, and also contemplates turning into a crab)

This one is one of my faves! home is wherever i'm with you by bevioletskies At Athena’s request - or more accurately, her demand - the members of the Wright Anything Agency are spending their week-long winter holiday at a cozy lakeside cabin together for some quality team bonding. Much to Apollo’s dismay, she also invited their closest companions from the prosecutor’s office to tag along. With everything he thought he knew about Klavier and everything he has yet to learn, Apollo finds himself thinking he might have someone to ring in the new year with, after all. It's a bunch of AA characters having holidays together. What more do you want. Bricks, Lockets, and Other Christmas Presents by apolloyoostice Present shopping is always easier with someone you love, even if they do have a terrible sense of humor. This one is super sweet!! fame vs infamy (the price of writing fanfic out of spite) by experimentaldragonfire

In which Apollo Justice becomes the most popular fic-writer in the Gavinners fandom.

(and, along the way, realizes his Big Gay Crush on Klavier Gavin might not be as hopeless as he thought)

Honestly, when I read the summary I wasnt expecting to like it at all because this is usually not the kinda premise I'm into buuut I read it anyway because I liked the authors other works and man I had such a good time and many good laughs. The Main Event by ItsyRoyal Apollo had no idea that the flirty busker outside of his favorite cafe was his boss's brother. To be fair, Apollo also had no idea his boss had a brother. Theres a specific line around the end of the fic that had me wheezing. The rest of the fic is of course really good too!! The Definition Of Home by Hikari_Kaitou All Apollo wanted was to go right home after the legal conference in Seattle, instead of spending the night like his colleagues. He's never been able to sleep well in unfamiliar places. Unfortunately, circumstances beyond his control prevent him from returning to LA as planned, and in desperation he turns to Klavier for help. Klavier generously opens up his hotel room to him, which in turn leads Apollo to opening up his heart. Agh just. read it. Loved it. 13 Hours by Powerpossessor Apollo and Klavier are stuck together in a 13 hour layover. Stupid and hilarious antics ensue. Also, is it normal to slow dance with your friend in a dimly lit airport at 3am? THIS ONE IS SO SWEET AND FUN!!! can i go where you go by parchmints

Apollo Justice has rotten luck: he actually wins the grand prize for a mail-in contest, but It's a couple's getaway to a fancy ski lodge in the mountains and Apollo is aggressively single. With no one to go with, Apollo offers them to Klavier since surely, a rockstar would be able to find a date before then, but Klavier has a better idea—they go together and pretend they're a couple. That way, they both get a vacation, plus free food and wine.

And well, Apollo's never been one to pass up free food. VERY CUTE AND SWEET AND AHH. PINING. I love pining!! sweeping you off your feet by shepherd A short piece for a prompt on tumblr, for the quote "Please put me down, it's just a sprained ankle," featuring clumsy Apollo and his marriage to Klavier. A very sweet short piece!! Things Are As They Are by hechima

Klapollo cabin fic. That's really all this is.

Based on the events of "You Ever Been In Love?", in which Edgeworth gets drunk and rents a romantic cabin for Klavier and Apollo in Joshua Tree. Things go about as well as one could expect.

This is the most recent one in my bookmarks so the list ends here. I have a lot more bookmarked but these are the ones that made the biggest impression on me! Hope you or anyone else on here can find something they havent read yet! x)

#ace attorney #klapollo #klavier gavin #apollo justice #asks #fanfictions

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mae-gi-writes · 1 year

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A TURN OF PRIORITIES . PART 1 | BANG CHAN

Synopsis: What happens when you and Bang Chan decide to fake a relationship for the sake of making your ex-boyfriend jealous? A turn of priorities, that's what.

Genre: fakedating au! Bestfriend geeky, dorky chan x popular f!reader, stereotypical, fluff, a bit of angst

PART ONE . PART TWO

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It always amazes how quickly people seem to move on from love, or relationships, in general.

That’s the reason why you’ve been staring down a certain quarterback since the start of the soccer semi-finals in honor of the College cup being hosted around the country for all universities.

It’s seven on a Tuesday evening and rain is drizzling over the bleachers, onto the people, and getting into your hair. The hair that you’ve wasted thirty minutes straightening, only to have it frizz up with that sort of moisture. It’s almost impossible to tame it down. It’s got a life of its own.

As if that helps with the sudden overload of problems getting stacked up in a pile a mile high right before your eyes. Your ex-boyfriend, looking as gorgeous as ever and providing his constant lip service to his fans, now has his arms wrapped around one of the cheerleaders whom he’d claimed only weeks before as “just friends and nothing more.”

Ha. What a joke. You were the joke.

Tears burnt at the back of your eyes and you have to look away, blinking angrily into nothingness as your eyes struggle to glaze over with emotion. You can’t lose your cool. Not here. Not now. After all, it’s bad enough everyone on campus got to witness your break-up in a manner reminiscent of that of a pop-star’s, what with Lee Minho walking away from you as if he’d never had a care in his world and that he couldn’t care less how much of an asshole he seemed to be in that very moment he’d decided to dump your sorry ass.

“Got a place for me?”

Turning and quickly rubbing at your eyes with your coat sleeve, you catch sight of your best friend — as geeky as usual — struggling to hold two popcorn bags, a hotdog, and diet coke bottles, his glasses slightly askew and looking like he’d just rolled out of bed.

“Did you just wake up?” You can’t hide your horror at his choice of attire. A bedraggled shirt wrinkled in too many places to count, grey sweatpants and jogging shoes that seemed to have seen better days. He just grins bashfully in response, handing you the popcorn before he pushes through the throng of people to get to your seats.

“Sorry. I completely forgot the time,” he pushed his glasses up using his elbow. Setting down the coke as he takes his seat, he doesn’t hesitate to bite into his hot dog, moaning in bliss as he does so, “damn, hot dogs sold at soccer games are the best. There’s just no way you can beat that.”

“It’s just a hot dog.”

“Yeah," he looks at you, offended, "but it’s sold at a soccer game.”

“And?”

“And that automatically enhances its taste, no questions asked.”

You shake your head, though it’s impossible to hide the smile growing on your lips, “you’re an idiot, Bang Chan.”

"And you, my dear friend Y/N, should start living a little," Chan leans forward in his seat then, an overexcited pup as the whistle signals the start of the game, "what are the chances of us winning this time?"

You roll your eyes, "I don't know. I don't care."

"You don't care because your Ex is playing," he points out, "so you'd want him to lose, ideally."

"In all honesty? Yes."

He chuckles and takes another bite of his hot dog, "always the pessimist."

At your age, it's surprising that you and Bang Chan have stayed friends all throughout your middle and high school years. Friends come and go, drift off when your interests and priorities changw in life. Yet, somehow, Bang Chan had always seemed to be present and everlasting. He's the harbour which you float back to when you feel lost out at sea despite being complete polar opposites.

It's an understatement to say that your friends dislike Chan. They don't dislike him per say. They just don't understand him.

"What do you have to talk about with this guy, Y/N?" They would snigger amongst themselves whenever he'd drift away to get some more food, "he's weird."

"He still reads comic books."

"And looks up marine animals in his free time."

"What's wrong with marine animals?" You can't help but ask at the absurdity of their questions, "I like dogs. So what?"

"Yeah but you're not like, obsessed with them," one of your friend wrinkles her nose like she's smelling something disgusting, "and plus, he's so awkward. I can't stand the way he makea eye contact with me every time we spend more than five seconds together."

Maybe it is the fact that you've known Chan forever that silence with him doesn't bother you the slightest. It's been routine for the past few years after all, with him doing his own thing and you lost in your own world.

"Oh! Score!" Chan suddenly jumps up aa the board blinks like crazy and the crowd roars. The speakers boom out with the MC's voice:

"Aaaand it's a score for the Riverland Snakes! It's now one to zero folks and what a beautiful start to the first college league game!"

Cheerleaders deploy across the field like a pack of hyenas in bright clothing, screaming out each player's name between their kicks and summersaults.

Your gaze catches your ex-boyfriend's figure across the field and it's no surprise he's all smiles.

"I thought you said our first opponent was good," you lean in to whisper into Chan's ear.

"Well yeah but maybe they're having an off season or something," he shrugs, "who knows?"

Indeed. As the Riverland Snakes keep on scoring goal after goal with minimal, the more your heart drops in your chest like someone just punched you. It stings and the hatred, all the loathing, seems to pour out of you in waves.

You hate this.

You hate being here.

Another goal for the Riverland Snakes. Another score that gathers a loud cheer.

A goal for the Thundering Tigers.

2-1.

And then, the whistle. Signalling the end of the match.

You don't want to watch. But you do, eyes raking over Minho's figure as he runs to his teammates and gathers them up in a ceremonial hug while the rest of the crowd pulses forward like an army of ants. Thre excitement buzzes in the air, overlapped with joy pulsing through Riverland students and it's too much, too much that you turn to Chan to tell him you're leaving--

Only to see Minho wrapping his arms around a girl.

Not just another girl. A friend. Your friend.

Her dyed auburn curls are shining, her head thrown back in laughter as Minho easily picks her up and gives her a twirl.

Then they kiss. And you feel like your entire world falls apart.

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“You can’t hide forever.”

You bury your head even deeper into the covers, snuggling into your pillow in hopes that Chan’s voice disappears at some point. This is how you’ve spent the last four days, rolling around in bed and barely cooking yourself anything, showering only when you need to, going to the toilet only when you need to. For the rest of the time, your eyes are glued to the ceiling. Numb. Filled with thoughts about where this possibly went wrong. And why, why out of all people, had he decided that it had to be her?

“Y/N,” Chan sighs on the other side of the door. Screw it. You wish you hadn’t given him the spare keys to your apartment. Back then it had sounded like a good idea, Chan being responsible and all, “you can’t hide in there forever.”

You turn away from the door, groaning.

Maybe if you ignore him he’ll go away. That’s what you’ve been doing all this time after all. He hadn’t had the bravery to break these boundaries yet.

“Y/N, I’m warning you. I’ll open the door if you don’t answer.”

Ha. As if. You don’t believe a word he says. You huff a little to yourself.

“Alright then.”

And the door is flung open. Yelping in shock, you bound up from your bed to look at the doorway where Chan stands, his hands filled with grocery bags with an expression that doesn’t seem all too impressed. As if on instinct, your body curls in on itself and you tug the blanket up to your chin, shrieking, “I didn’t say you could come in!”

“Well you weren’t answering so I had to check if you were still alive in there,” he says without missing a beat. One would think that Chan’s the kind of guy to be completely comfortable in just waltzing into a girl’s room, but his ears are flushed red, as is his neck. And he avoids making eye contact with you. Instead, he focuses on rummaging through the bags like it’s his sole mission, “I bought you food, snacks, toiletries if you needed them. Wasn’t sure what you were missing since you’ve been ignoring me all this time—“

“I really can’t do this right now,” you flop down on your bed and turn away from him.

“Are you sure? I brought you a donut.”

You freeze in mid-roll. Donuts. That sounds nice. You’ve always had a thing for donuts. The glaze, the chocolate filling inside, the crispy softness of the dough…that’s enough to make your mouth water.

No. You’re not to fall for his stupid plan.

“I don’t want your stupid donut,” you mutter half-heartedly.

“Are you sure?” You feel the bed dipping underneath Chan’s weight as he sits on the edge. There’s an amused tilt to his voice, “I bought the one from Krispy Kreme, the double chocolate one with chocolate filling. It’s even got those little nuts on it and a caramel glaze—“

The blanket is jerked off as you swivel around to face him, “fine, fine! You win! Where is it?”

Chan barks out in laughter while he hands you the packet and you don’t hesitate to rip it from his grip, inhaling the sweetness of the donut. You take a huge bite out of it and a burst of chocolate and caramel flavor spread across your tongue in delight.

You moan, “this is so worth seeing your face.”

“I’m not sure I should take that as a compliment.”

“It’s not,” you swallow and take another bite. The nut crunches and mixes in with the amazing chocolate filling that oozes along your tastebuds. Chan, meanwhile, is gazing up at you with fondness in his eyes. He’s always looking at you like that, especially when you’re eating donuts. He says there’s something that is really satisfying about watching you enjoy your food. Maybe it’s because you’re never that keen on food unless it’s sweet and bad for your health.

“How are you?” He ventures after some time.

You snort to hide the sadness that suddenly comes seeping in, “how do you think I am?”

“Horrible, from what I’m seeing.”

“Exactly.”

“I just don’t understand,” something catches in your throat. Your eyes sting, burning, “I thought she was my friend. I thought he loved me. It just sucks.”

“Yeah,” Chan mumbles back, “I’m sorry.”

“Why are you sorry?” You try to laugh, though it sounds hollow, “you didn’t do anything. It’s not your fault.”

As much as you initially hate the fact that Chan has managed to infiltrate into your house without warning, you have to admit it feels nice to have his company around. He volunteers to cook you lunch and shoves you into the bathroom while he puts your laundry into the washing machine. You spend that time scrubbing down your body and giving your hair a nice wash until your scalp is red and your mirror has fogged up. Towelling your hair dry and putting on some fresh clothes does make you feel marginally better, and when you pad out into the kitchen your stomach rumbles as the smell of bacon and eggs waft through the air.

“Breakfast is ready,” Chan grins at you, “you look like you’ve just revived from the walking dead.”

“Thanks. And you should stop commenting on my appearance. You know girls are sensitive to this kind of shit?”

He whacks you with his oven mitten, “stop being so vulgar.”

The rest of the day is spent lounging in the living room and binge-watching the series of Stranger Things that for some reason, has Chan really addicted. You’re not quite certain why he loves it so much, but you endure through it anyway, knowing that the distraction is good to keep your mind off things that would make you cry and break stuff otherwise.

But at some point during the afternoon, you find yourself re-thinking about all the things that could’ve gone wrong. Is it something to do with the way you loved talking things out instantly instead of just brushing them aside? What had Minho found in her that he couldn’t find in you? And why…why did she decide to go behind your back? The betrayal hurts more than the actual break-up.

Chan encourages you to come back to school the next day and you reluctantly agree after some persuasion that you’ll grab some more donuts after your last lecture. That motivation doesn’t last very long. It’s hard just to put one foot in front of the other, and you’re barely out of the house. Every step hurts your pride, makes your heart shrink even smaller inside your chest, and you feel like you can’t breathe.

The world, however, seems to love conspiring against you. That comes into the form of the one who'd been kissing your ex just a few days ago.

"Y/N, can we talk?" Lee Minji slots an arm through yours as you walk to your computer science lecture.

You shrug her off like she's the plague, glaring at her, "what do you think you're doing?"

"What?" She laughs, "Y/N, it's not like I committed a crime or anything--"

"He's my boyfriend!" You burst out.

"He was your boyfriend."

For a minute, all you can do is stare each other down.

Anger bubbles through you, burning your insides.

"I can't believe you," you grovel out through gritted teeth, "you--I thought you were my friend."

"I am! It's just--things happen Y/N, I can't control who I fall in love with," guilt washes across Minji's festures as she reaches for your arm once more, "please, can we just talk it over?"

You want to. You really do want to hug her and cry it out, and then everything will be fine and normal again. But just the thought of her and Minho together has you wrenching out your arm in disgust.

"Get the fuck out of my face," you snarl out.

Then, before she can say anything else, you're whipping around and walking away as your heart collapses.

You barely make it to the end of the road before you lean over and break down crying.

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"Just do it," you hiss at Chan, aware of his fluttering hands at your waist, the hitch in his breath, the way he tries avoiding your eyes.

You're in the middle of the dance floor in the university gym, streamers of white and blue adorning the ceiling as couples sway along to the romantic music booming through speakers that have seen better days.

Never in your right mind would you have made it to this kind of ball. It's not your thing. But all of that had changed a few days ago when an idea had popped up.

"You want me to what?" Chan's mouth had opened in shock at your suggestion, which you'd merely ignored.

It had been on impulse to attend the celebratory dinner organized by the football team. But your pride couldn't let it go; that Minho and Minji would spend the entire evening cuddling without remorse?

My ass they will, is what you thought.

Which is why you dragged Chan along for the ride despite his initial reluctance, grumbling all the way into the parking lot. He'd kept on insisting how bad of an idea it was, which merely spurred on your intent even more. To find Minho and make him regret having walked away from you.

That is how you find yourself attached to Chan, pressing yourself against him as if your life depends on it when you notice Minho lingering by the doorway with his friends, his profile leaning towards the dance floor so that you're in his full peripheral view if he merely moves his gaze up.

"Just hold me," you hiss at him through gritted teeth, pushing yourself even closer if that's possible.

There's a slight hesitation before Chan's arms wrap around your frame. Your nose brushes against his nape, causing you to get a whiff of his boyish odour mixed with deodorant. It feels nice, not completely comfortable, but nice.

In the background, you hear the music switch to a softer groove, a slow orchestra accompanied by a deep tenor.

I've never been the type

I've never fed a line in my life

The music pulses, echoes through the crowd like a magic spell and for a minute, you allow your head to fall onto Chan's shoulder as your feet shuffle to the beat.

Let's be squares in a round world,

Let's be squares in a round world, baby

Let's be squares in a round world,

"Is he even looking?" Chan mumbles into your ear.

You spare them a glance but it's too dark to tell, "it's fine. Just make as if you're saying something very funny," and then, you throw your head back to laugh aloud, "HAHAHA! How funny Chan!"

"Shhh!" Chan shields your body, pivoting you around so that his body shields yours, "you are so embarrassing."

You don't have to see him to know he's blushing down to his toes, "I'm trying to stay in character."

"I'm never coming to help you ever again."

"Nobody cares Chan, it's fine."

The music ends and he's quick to drag you off with the exvuse that he's thirsty, and while he's away finding you drinks, your eyes impulsively find Minho's across the dance floor.

Something flashes in his eyes when he notices you, something unreadable, and then he looks away as if embarrassed.

Embarrassed...by what? By the fact that he's now shoving his tongue down your friend's throat? Or that he can't stand the thought of seeing you with another guy?

"Hey," a cup presses against your cheek. You turn your head to find Chan, grabbing the cup from him as he settles upon the bleachers beside you.

"Thanks," you say, "and not just for the juice."

"You owe me. Big time."

"I know."

"Do you think it worked?"

"What?" You raise a brow.

"Do you think you managed to rile him up?" Chan glances over in Minho's direction. The latter is flankes by Minji and two other guys engaged in conversation.

Something in your heart tightens at the way her hand is lingering along his forearm.

Pressing your lips, you allow your gaze to tear away before it causes any more damage, "I don't know," you confess softly, "I don't know whether it's hurting me more."

He makes a sound of acknowledgement. Your hesrt squeezes tightly in your chest, eyes stinging with sudden tears.

"I--I need to go," you murmur, already striding towards the exit as Chan scrambles after you, "wait, Y/N--"

You don't listen. You don't want to.

You can't.

It hurts too much.

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"Congratulations!"

Those are the words flung in your face the moment you step into the dining hall. Minji stands, lunch bag in hand and a huge grin dancing along her lips as if your argument had never occurred in the first place.

You blink, knowing that you should still be mad at her. Then brush past her to find a free table.

She follows, not deterred by your coldness, "I didn't know Chan was your type. You guys seem so cute together though."

"What?" You turn in surprise, and her smile widens, "I knew it! It's true! You are going out with Chan!"

A bit perplexed by her train of thought, you scramble for a coherent response and blurt out without thinking, "yeah. Yeah I am," your voice is still cold, "why? You're going to steal him too?"

You feel like kicking yourself when her face falls and hurt replaces it.

"I'm sorry," you mutter, averting your gaze and sitting down at the table, "it's just--"

"I understand," she cuts you off, takes a seat right next to you. The kindness radiating from her is so overpowering you don't have the strength to push her away, "i'm sorry, Y/N. I never wanted it to be like this. Trust me, Minho feels the same."

"Yeah, sure."

A weird ache settles in your chest as you eat with Minji and talk of stuff that you don't really care about. She's being extra careful to please you and you can feel her guilt glimmering through every glance she sends your way. But though you want to be mean, you want her to suffer, you find that you don't have the heart to.

"Oh! I have chem next," she quickly packs up her bag and you inwardly let out a sigh of relief. God, you're glad this is over.

You watch as she slings her backpack over her shoulder, sends you another shy smile and says, "see you after? Maybe?"

"Uhm..."

"How about coffee? From Paul's?"

The look on her face deflates the anger in you. You find you cannot say no, "I'm--"

"Please, Y/N."

Biting your lip, you mumble your agreement.

The smile she sends your way is dazzling. Almost too much.

Sometimes, you wonder whether you're just too nice for your own good. Or whether you're just plain stupid.

In any case, things just get progressively worse throughout the day; you're stopped countless times either to be congratulated about your newfound relationship, or asked whether the rumours about you and Chan are true. You confirm their suspicions, though quite unsure how that newfound information should evolve. You decide to scurry towards Chan's flat the moment your last lecture ends.

"Ah you've heard?" He asks the moment you step into his mini foyer. He's just bathed, now drying off his wet strands using his towel, "the entire school is raving about it."

Checking your inbox and noticing the spam messages from your friends confirm his assumptions.

"Right, well," you settle at his table, munching from his already-open crisps packet as you cross your feet, "at least we know Minho's aware of it."

"Uhuh," Chan pulls out the lasagna from the oven, his dinner for the night. Yours too, now, "we need to talk."

"About?" You raise a brow.

"If we're going to fake date to make Minho jealous, we should have a plan."

"Okay," you drag the word out, "and what exactly are you implying?"

"We don't have to act like a couple unless he's around," Chan starts ticking things off his fingers, glasses sliding along the tip of his nose as he does so, "I'm not comfy with PDA so if we keep it minimal, that would be best--"

"You're such a wuss."

"Shut up," he snaps, "do you want to make him jealous or not?"

"Fine fine," you wave at him to continue and he serves you a portion. It's unconscious and natural, since you're always pigging out on his food, "anything else?"

"I particularly don't enjoy hand-holding. So if we could find an alternative--"

"You can't be serious," your laughter stops midway upon noticing that he's not laughing with you, "it's just hand-holding!"

"I don't like it. It makes me nervous."

"Alright," you roll your eyes, "keep going."

"No kisses. Arm around shoulders or neck is fine, but that's it. No pet names 'cause that's embarrassing, and please, please don't make me go to this horrid campus parties that your friends are obsesses with."

"Jeez," you let out a whoosh of air, "no wonder people don't want to hang out with you. Are you just as weird with them?"

"I call them boundaries. They're healthy and they make me feel good."

"Sure, whatever babe."

He flushes, swats at you like you're an annoying insect, "I said no pet names!"

"Aw bunny, look how cute you are being embarrassed and all."

Your laughter merely erupts tenfold the redder he becomes, mumbling to himself why he's even trying to help you out when you're doing nothing o help him back. It's clear though, that he's got a soft spot for you. Chan always has, especially when you need him.

You really hope that this fake-dating works out. The quicker the better. Just enough that it makes Minho realize his mistake.

"How long do you think it'll take for him to cave in?" Chan asks as if he's just read your mind.

"As long as it takes."

You really hope it's sooner rather than later.

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A/N: Part 2 will be up after this so don't forget to stay tuned and let me know if you wanna be added to the masterlist! Not sure how many parts there will be yet (maybe the 2nd part is the final hehe) but we'll see. Thank you so much as always, for reading my words and connecting with me, a part of myself xx

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sexycurlyfry · 1 year

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shower w/nanami kento <3

-MINORS DNI and please dont repost anywhere with out permission, comments and criticisms are appreciated cause this is the first time i've ever tried writing my own smut

-smut, established relationship, cussing, masterbation, oral (f receiving), fingering, love making, nipple play, hickeys, slight overstim, pet names, if i missed anything let me know

enjoy <3

You instantly feel the hot steam hit your bare shoulders, the shower on the high pressure setting, massaging your neck and back as you stand there exhausted after a long day of work. You work at Jujutsu High, teaching and caring for your many rambunctious students who always leave you drained by the end of the day, even though you love them. Your thoughts start drifting from your students to your boyfriend, Nanami Kento, whom you absolutely love with your whole heart. He's working late which you know he absolutely despises, something he says quite often is that work is shit, and you cant help but full heartedly agree. You also know however, that theres only one thing on his mind when he comes home this late, and that's you. So you're purposely showering and getting yourself ready because he's the type of man with ridiculous stamina, who always ends up fucking you perfectly for hours on end. He always knows just how you want it, and he's always willing to give. You start to think about his hands caressing your face and pulling you in for kisses, kissing your cheeks, the bridge of your nose that's covered in freckles of many shades, your forehead, telling you how beautiful you are, before trailing his hands down from your cheeks, to the back of your neck and further, his fingertips lightly brushing over your spine, his touch feeling almost electric, sending hot shivers across your whole body. Thinking about him always makes you so fucking wet and needy for him, and the thought of him needy for you after working overtime only adds to the feeling of wanting him right now. You unhook the shower head from the wall, still leaving it on the high pressure setting, and slowly position it in between your legs, your chest and face leaning against the wall, ass sticking out, back arching, and legs spread wide enough for the hot stream of water that's aimed directly on your clit, making you moan instantly. You think about it being Nanami's tongue and fingers, working in and out of your dripping pussy, hitting that sweet spot deep inside, while his lips stay attached to your clit, sucking fervently and with enough pressure to leave you in a hazy, fucked out state. You're too much of a moaning mess, unable to hear the front door open and then close.

"Sweetheart, I'm home! Where are you?"

Nanami sets his bag down and hangs up his black suit jacket on the coat rack. He loosens his favorite animal print tie and walks into the the living room looking for you. When he doesn't see you in the living room, he checks the kitchen, thinking you might be up getting snacks, one of your favorite things to do at night. He loves to surprise you with kisses as soon as he gets in the door, where you're usually waiting for him. When he doesn't see you in the kitchen, he stops to listen and realizes that the shower is running. Doing his absolute best not to disturb you, he walks up the stairs, footsteps sounding light against the carpeted steps, still so quiet you can't hear him. When he reaches your shared bedroom at the top of the stairs, he slowly opens the door and secretly starts getting things ready. He makes the bed with the white silk sheets, dimming the lights, lighting delectable smelling candles, warm vanilla and honey, and sprinkles white and red rose petals on your bed from the flowers he bought for you on his way home. He knows just how to get you in the mood. After all the prep work, he takes his tie all the way off, slipping it over his head, and proceeds to unbutton his blue button up shirt, leaving him in just his tan slacks and belt. Nanami takes off his belt next, putting it away in his drawers, as well as unbuttoning his pants and slipping them off, now just in his very sexy, black Calvin Klein boxers. His dick twitching as he imagines all the scenarios of how tonight is gonna go. He, still quietly, walks over to the bathroom door and opens it to let you know that he's home, still thinking about all the things he's gonna do to you, all the things he loves doing, when he stops dead in his tracks.

"Holy fuck, y/n", he thinks out loud. The sight of you through the clear glass shower door was unbelievably divine. God, if only you knew what you're doing to him. He feels himself harden, his gorgeous, thick cock straining in his pants, begging to be taken care of, seeing the hot water trailing down your body gracefully, clinging to you, droplets falling from your nipples in the most beautiful way. You look absolutely ravishing and oh god does he want to ravish you. You're still... occupied, and not noticing him there, turning into a moaning, incoherent, mess right in front of Nanami's eyes, so much so that he cant take it any longer. You look over because you hear the door squeak open, and sure enough, it's your absolutely beautiful boyfriend, who got you feeling this way in the first place. Now seeing him, you decide to tease him, looking directly at his face with the prettiest expression, your eyes begging him to join you, begging for him to take care of you. He quickly slips off his boxers and discards them to the floor, his very exquisite cock springing free from it's confines, your mouth watering at the sight.

"May I join you?" He asks, with a smirk on his face, already knowing what your answer is going to be. "Please" you whine, sounding desperate for his touch. He slides the shower door open and steps in, immediately closing it behind him, you feel the body heat radiating off him, making your face flush by just how close he is to you.

"Then put the shower head back up on the wall and I'll give you something better"

You follow his command very willingly, fully wanting exactly what he's offering. His hands cup your cheeks and pull your face into his, his full, red lips peppering kisses all over your cheeks, forehead, your nose, you blush profusely, in awe of his adoration, before his lips finally crash into yours, both of you moaning into each other's mouths. Lips and tongues moving in tandem, fitting perfectly together, like you're made for each other. His hands sliding all over what he can reach, touching you everywhere, your lower back, the curve of your hips, your ass, then around to your stomach and up to your nipples, lightly tugging and pinching them between his slender fingers, making you arch your back and press further against him, desperate to feel more. Your pussy growing wetter and wetter by the second.

He reaches over and turns off the shower before picking you up, grabbing you by your ass, legs hooked around his muscular back, your wet core pressed directly against his taut abs. He opens the shower door and slowly starts walking with you out of the bathroom and into your bedroom, before laying you down gently, back against the mattress. You ask, "You did all of this for me?", noticing all the preparations he did while you were 'showering'. He climbs on top of you, legs straddling your hips, slightly pinning you to the bed. While looming over you, he leans down and breathes into your neck, "There's nothing I wouldn't do for you.", in the sexiest, huskiest, voice you've ever heard in your life, the words going straight to your dripping pussy. He starts trailing kisses all across your neck before sucking dark marks onto your jaw, and then trailing them downwards to your prominent collarbones, a long lasting reminder that you're his and no one else's. He leans down again, face close enough to yours that you want to shove your lips onto his until you feel his hot breath by your ear as he says, "How far do you want to take things tonight? Because I'm really in the mood to devour you and leave your beautiful, thick thighs shaking, and your hips unable to help you walk. Would you be okay with that? You aren't too tired?" You see him smirking, he knows you already love that idea, and oh how he loves to tease you. "Yes please", you just about moan out, and as soon as those words leave your mouth, he's back to trailing kisses down from your collarbones to your chest, kissing all around your nipples before finally putting one in his mouth, lightly sucking and swirling his tongue around in circles in the most pleasant way possible. He switches back and forth between the two, paying equal attention to both, and making both just as hard and sensitive as he is. Once Nanami is satisfied with how desperate and turned on you are, he continues down even further, littering your sensitive stomach with kisses and marks, making you moan out his name and praises, begging him to continue.

"Please Kento... I love you. You're so good to me and you always know what I want, so understanding and loving, never in a million years did I think I was good enough for someone like you, but you prove me wrong every day."

"You're perfect y/n, absolutely perfect in every possible way."

You both still fully naked from the shower, his hands find their way to your inner thighs, prying them open to be able to use you how he sees fit, his stunning, well built arms wrapped around your legs holding you still, head between your legs, now leaving kisses on your thighs, your many stretch marks, inching closer and closer, further and further up, to where you really want his mouth. He looks up at you.

"You look fucking ravishing like this, ready for me to use you in the way your eyes and words are begging to be used. I'm completely yours, so tell me where you want me and I'm there."

You can barely get any words out.

"Fuck... please, Nanami, want... your mouth.."

"Where, y/n? You're gonna have to tell me so I know exactly what you want."

He finds a sweet spot high up on your inner thigh and sucks hard on it, still awaiting your answer.

"Nhggg can't... concentrate when you do that... want you to fuck me.. with your tongue first.... w-wanna.. not be able to w-walk..."

"Sweetheart, I was really hoping you'd say that because that was what I already had in mind." ;)

You still on your back, he grabs your ankles and brings your legs up onto his muscular, broad shoulders, his gentle but strong hands holding your hips still, firm enough to most likely bruise. But you're too caught up in the look in his eyes as he finally kisses you directly on your clit, a jolt of pleasure coursing through you, to even notice any sort of discomfort. He absolutely adores you and he loves to express how he feels whichever way you want. That includes knowing where all your sweet and sensitive spots are, he always leaves you breathless regardless of what he's doing. After kissing your clit, he slowly starts licking it, his soft tongue feeling heavenly, caressing your pussy perfectly, but with enough pressure to have your body already trembling. You start moving, your legs twitching, unable to stay still from the sheer pleasure, but his hands are firmly pinning you in place. He presses his slender index finger against your dripping hole, looking up at you for permission and you just nod, grateful for how much he cares about you. He slowly slips it inside, gently moving it from side to side, able to find your g-spot almost instantly. While he caresses inside of you so tenderly, he reattaches his lips to your clit and sucks much harder now, his mouth moving so passionately and in such a way that has your brain foggy about everything else, all you can think about is him, and how badly you want his cock in you. He slips in another finger, both moving so perfectly and hitting that spot deep inside leaving you shaking and just about screaming his name.

"NGHH... Kento, g-gonna cum.... if you keep... doing... th-that.."

"Go ahead beautiful, cum on my face."

You feel the tenseness in your stomach growing and growing, unable to hold back any longer, wave after wave of pleasure wash over you leaving you a trembling, incoherent mess.

"Fuckkk y/n, you taste so fucking good"

He pulls his fingers out and brings them to his lips, sucking them clean and groans, relishing your taste, but goes back down and continues to lap at your pussy, making sure you're all clean until he darts his tongue into your hole, plunging it in and out as far as it'll go, mercilessly tongue fucking you, while reaching his hand under your thigh and then around to your clit, using his thumb to press and rub perfectly over it, moving at what feels like lightning speed, your body barely able to take the overstimulation.

"Fuck Kento... I don't know how much.. more I can take.. So... sensitive.."

"Gotta make sure you're wet enough for my dick, sweetheart. I don't want it to be uncomfortable at all." Feeling your juices dripping down your thighs again, he pulls away for a second, face covered in your sweet slick, to admire you all spent and sprawled out underneath him, body covered in a light sheen of sweat, making you glisten, really making him think about how lucky he is.

"God, look at you, you look absolutely, irresistibly, divine."

You hide your face with your hands, your face turning a bright shade of red.

"Kento stoppp you're embarrassing meeee."

He moves your hands away gently and leans down and brings your lips together in a passionate, messy kiss. You feel his tongue parting your lips and dipping inside your mouth, tongues now colliding, fighting for dominance before he pulls away, a string of spit connecting the two of you. He pulls back slightly before peppering kisses all over your beautiful face, one of his favorite ways to shower you in his affection, physical touch and quality time being his love languages.

"Beautiful, look at me. I wanna see your face contorting with pleasure when I fuck you so good and deep, making you cum so many times you're seeing stars."

He leans over you and reaches his hands to your waist, gently lifting your hips up so you can wrap your legs around his abs and muscular torso, the tip of his dick slowly inching further and further in, until it's fully inside. He groans deeply, the noises he's making reverberating in your ears, making you moan, thinking about just how turned on he is, and how it's all from you.

"Fuck sweetheart, you feel amazing, absolutely perfect in every single way. Let me know when you're ready for me to move."

You love that he cares just that much about you, giving you the option to take a second to adjust, even though you're perfectly fitted to him, and him only. After a few seconds rest, you say, "Fuckk.. I love you, now please move.."

"I love you too baby." He pulls all the way out before slowly thrusting his exquisitely lengthy, hard cock, back into your soaking pussy, your slick dripping all the way down to your asscheeks as he continues to do this. You continuously groaning out his name, whimpering and begging him to go harder, the slow pace not enough to make you cum again, but to get you more soaked and needy.

"Fuck.. p-please Kento... n-need you to go h-harder.."

Upon hearing your request, he starts pounding in and out at an unrelenting ruthless pace, the tip of his cock brushing against your clit each time he pulls out before slamming back in, sending you that much further over the edge you were already teetering on.

"Fuck I-I can't hold on... much longer baby, wanna feel you c-cum on my cock before I fill you up with mine."

"Nghh Kento.... g-gonna cum.."

His words being the thing to send you all the way over the edge, your walls spasming and clenching around him as you cum so hard you see flashes of light and everything blurs together, your legs shaking while he thrusts in two more times before cumming, filling you up.

"Fuck.. fuck.. fuck.. I love you so fucking much.." He moans as he slows down before pulling out, his cum falling and dripping out of you, mixed in with yours.

"Kento.. that was amazing..", you say very out of breath and panting, trying to regain your strength. He flops down on top of you, and brushes your hair away from your face before gently leaving kisses on your lips, not as lustful or desperate as before, but passionate and deep, letting you know how much he really loves you. You cuddle for a little, him on his side facing you, and your face tucked into his chest while his arms are wrapped around you, running up and down your spine, his gentle touches being soothing enough for you to drift of to sleep, feeling so safe and warm. He wakes you up a little and says, "Wait baby, before you get too tired, lets take a bath and get us cleaned up." He lifts you off of the bed and bridal style carries you into the bathroom, setting you down on the counter while he prepares the bath. His sweet aftercare being one of the biggest things he does that really makes you feel so appreciated and deeply loved.

(we all need to find someone like a nanami kento)

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need to know - k. soonyoung

»boyfriend!¡kwon soonyoung x fem!¡reader.

»Summary: you just wanted to dance all night long, but the night had other plans for you.

»Tags: smut (MDNI), pet names, establish relationship, chocking, exhibitionistm, dirty talk (I suck at this, I’m not joking), degradation…?, sex in public, bulge kink kind of, fingering, unprotected sex, creampie, it’s a little nasty at the end ngl, kinda mean dom!soonyoung, sub!reader.

»Words: 1.7k

note: This concept of Kwon Soonyoung makes me scream in my pillow every night. Need to know was my most played song in 2021.

note 2: Any typo or incoherence that you might find was completely intentional, it’s for the sake of learning about my mistakes.

Your pink mini-skirt danced gracefully with you, stroking your plump thighs softly, fabric barely covering your ass, chest moving slowly, contrasting with the voluptuous motions of your hips.

You felt aroused, only looking for your boyfriend's gaze from the bar counter, you were the one who proposed to go out to dance, but Soonyoung, even though he liked to dance was not in the mood to do it that day, but you were willing to make his cock raise proud, as if you had telekinesis.

You felt someone behind you, but you were certain that it wasn’t your boyfriend, you were going to get away from him but an evil thought crossed your filthy mind, you decided to use the disrespectful guy whom was gripping grossly tight your waist with his flagrant sticky and sweaty hands, you wanted to provoke your boyfriend, but his reaction was taking long that you expected and you were starting to get utterly disgusted by the stranger.

Still it was thrilling, you knew what was coming after this stunt you just made. The movements of your hips were exaggerated, while your hands were placed over the other guy. Gross.

It was extremely uncomfortable to feel the unfamiliar hands travel your body with that intimacy, but at the same time you shiver at the feel of Soonyoung's strong gaze over you. So he finally saw you.

The foreign hands disappeared, being replace for your boyfriend’s hot and heavy touch, you could hear clearly how Soonyoung shouted with rage “Fuck off”. A chill ran down your back, you knew perfectly what was coming and you were so fucking prepared for the consequences of your actions.

His hands were squeezing your waist so tightly, and you were sure the silhouette of his fingers was going to be engraved in your skin in a purplish color by tomorrow. His warm breath felt delicious over the back of your neck, body’s so close you could feel all of him pressed against you. Soonyoung tongue caressed your ear feeling the cold metal of your piercings.

“Did you like provoking me while grinding against that bastard like a fucking slut in heat?” He whispered, one of his hands getting to the hem of your pinky skirt, thighs clenching together at the familiar feeling striking your cunt, his digits travelled over your soft skin, and under your skirt, fingers stroking the fabric of your lingerie.

The darkness of the place played in your favour, no one seemed like they were able to see a thing, or maybe they were just enjoying the show, perhaps they were doing the same with their partners.

The rough palms of Soonyoung caressed your cunt over the silky fabric of your underwear, making you stutter in his arms, his left hand rested on your neck choking you slightly, enough to make you moan at the pressure, you could feel your slick starting soak the thin fabric of you lingerie, you were dripping like a faucet and you needed a plumber to help you fix the problem, most definitely.

His cold fingers sneaked inside your underwear, digits now dripping wet in your arousal, you shivered thrilled with his fingers now rubbing circles in your swollen and needy clit, your hips wouldn’t stop moving anxious due to the strokes that started to become faster and faster, putting more pressure in the delicate bud of nerves, his middle fingers travelled to your core, making his ways inside of you, your hands gripped his wrist tightly, retaining a guttural moan that was building up in your throat.

His ring finger joined inside, now both digits were playing in your warm embrace, rubbing into all the good spots inside of you, while his palm was fondling your clit, his fingers scissoring you, stretching your velvety walls. Your moans slipped from your mouth uncontrollably, and you were so glad that the music was so loud, otherwise everyone would notice how your boyfriend was finger fucking the life out of you.

“You pussy so cute and so wet for me, I can feel your cunt so deliciously tight around my fingers” he whispered in your ear, curling his fingers and tightening the grip in your neck “Come on, baby, beg me for it and I will give it to you” the kiss below your ear makes you gasp, breathing was starting to become difficult “Beg for me, just like the cockslut you are” a high pitch moan escape from you when his fingers stretched more inside of you, the burning feeling only making you wish for more.

“Please, please, I need you” you whine desperately, head pressed against his chest, arching your back and moving your hips, feeling the hard on in the base of your back.

“It turns you on, huh?” His hoarse voice behind you contrasted with he sensual music that was playing now, hand that was fingering you, now unzipping his pants hurriedly“I’m going to fuck you infront of all these people and you are soaking wet for it”

He lifted your skirt and moved your underwear to the side, you felt the fabric tear in your skin, and sighed at it, his cock was caressing your sticky folds, spreading all your juices on his shaft, sliding easily on your lips.

“God, you’re so ready for me” he purred, and without thinking twice he thrusted inside of you groaning satisfied after bottoming you out, a loud and guttural moan break from you, due to the force and the toughness of the thrust it kind of burned, but it burned so good that the coil that been building in your belly increased enormously.

“Ooh, baby, you’re so perfect, so good for me” Soonyoung’s dancer hips pistoned with an animalistic pace, biting your lips was starting to become a poor attempt to muffle some of your whimpers, even the wet and lewd sound was beginning to echo over the music in your ears.

Your velvety walls were clenching around Soonyoung’s dick, making him groan satisfied, the sound of his voice caressing your ears like honey, almost triggering your desired orgasm.

The pleasure filled your insides and your clit wouldn’t stop pulsating under Soonyoung insisting rubs, left hand gripping firmly your neck taking your breath away, the coil in you belly was so close to bursting, your hips trembling and colliding with his that wouldn’t stop pistoning into you, every thrust tougher than the other.

At some point, both of his hands rested on your belly, pressing not tight but just enough to make you see stars over your head like a pretty halo, his dick jammed inside of you and the pressure of his hands made you feel like your guts were being rearranged, everything was hot and narrow, your lips were bright red and glossy, you thought that tomorrow they would hurt so bad.

Soonyoung kept hammering into you, one hand pressing your stomach and the other taking your breath away once again, while his hips drilled into you fast and messy, your so desired orgasms stroke through you, body jerking forward as you howled in pleasure, while he kept grunting on the damp skin of your nape, and finally he let go of you neck. He plumped himself dry into you, painting your insides white.

And perhaps it was because you were on a public place or maybe it was the fact that your boyfriend just was exceptionally good at fucking you, but if he wasn’t holding you tight, you would be in the floor due to the overstimulation.

“Fuck, I think we need to go home” he said getting out of you slowly, hearing you whine in the process, now he was fixing his pants and holding tight onto you.

The words could get out of your mouth properly, you only remained clinging onto Soonyoung’s arm while his still warm cum travelled in the soft skin between your thighs, your cunt was sore, even then you could feel his dick inside of you, making you shudder, your legs were all wobbly and the sticky load was peeking from the edge of your skirt. Soonyoung felt bad about it and wiped it as much as he could with his hand, and then he fixed your underwear so his cum wouldn’t go anywhere.

You tried to walk while grabbing your boyfriend’s shirt tightly, but your legs just gave up and a mini scream came out when you felt like falling on your face.

“Sonnie, I can’t, my legs” you said, stuttering looking at your boyfriend with shining eyes because of the tears, still moaning quietly trying to stand still.

He looked at you with furrowed eyebrows and a smirk, satisfied of having fucked you so well you couldn’t even walk, but still he felt a little -just a little- bad for you, maybe he was to rough, you liked it though.

Chuckling Soonyoung gave you one last look full of joy and breathed out surrendering.

“Come on, pretty, I’ll carry you” he said before lifting you into bridal style, making you feel as light as a feather. “When we get home, I’ll make us a warm bath and I’ll clean you up very well, it’s okay, honey?” He asked in a childish tone, making you laugh and nod at the same time.

Once you were outside the club, Soonyoung made sure to put you in the passenger seat carefully but still a gasp came out of you, he zipped your belt and closed your door, and then he went to his seat.

During the drive home, you couldn’t help but feel a little bit tense because of the sticky mess in between your legs, but still the light burn in your core felt quite pleasant making your cunt pulsate.

When you finally where in front of your house, you sighted “Next time instead of fucking in the middle of the dance floor, better drag me to the car and fuck my brains out here” the embarrassment was starting to kick in, the liquid confidence losing its effects.

Soonyoung looked at you with a crooked smile "why next time when I can do it right now?"

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